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Grade 1, University School of Nashville, Nashville
Tennessee
Retold by Ms. Ackerman's Class (from the story originally created by Eugene Trivizas and Helen Oxenbury) Once upon a time there were three little wolves and
a big, bad, PIG! The wolves lived with
their mother in a small little cottage near the Sydney Opera House.
The mother was very very ill and she told her little wolves that it was time for them to go out into the woods and make their own houses and seek their own fortunes. But, she told them, "Listen Kids. Beware of the Big Bad PIG!" The first little wolf, being very very smart, made his house of bricks. The second little wolf made his house out of metal. Now the third little wolf, being the bravest of all, made his house of iron, steel, and styrofoam! Their lives were fine and dandy until the evening of April 2, 2003. The Big Bad PIG came driving up in a Humvee Limousine and the first house he came to was the house of bricks. He yelled, "I'm the Big Bad PIG! Let me in NOW or I'll crash your house with my Humvee Limousine!" The first little wolf, whose name was Weenie, said, "Not for all of the China Tea in my teapot!" The Big Bad Pig, whose name was Fred Porkchop Devlin Piglet IV, and who was known for being greedy and naughty, was getting angrier by the minute. He said, "That's all I can stand, I can't stand no more," and he grabbed his sledgehammer! "Let me in now or I'll crash your house down with my sledgehammer!" "NO, NO, you can't! I have a special security system right here that is absolutely Pigproof." "Okay," said Fred, and he left his Humvee and jogged to the next little wolf's house, which was next door. And as Fred ran quickly, he looked up and saw a girl wolf with yellow zinnias in her fur. Weenie, the first little wolf, was almost to Whiney's house when he stopped excitedly. He saw that Fred was about to pounce upon the girl wolf with the yellow flowers in her fur! In slow motion, he said, "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Whiney, hearing the loud yell, knew something was up (or down)! Whiney jumped on Fred, kicking him in the stomach and yelled, "Ahyah!," eXpertly eXhibiting his martial arts eXpertise. Moe, one house down, seeing all the commotion, walked at the speed of light and sprang upon the quartet of wolves and the Big Bad Pig. The Big Bad Pig, in all the commotion, stopped to smell the flowers and said, "This smells GREAT!" Everything stopped. And they all went to McDonalds and got vegetarian burgers and lived happily ever "laughter." The moral of this story is "Remember: Stop and Smell the Flowers." We mean it. We'll be quiet now. (Apologies to the original authors)
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