Dearest Cousin,
It was such a pleasure to hear from
you. I regret not having
been able to reply sooner, yet much has needed to be done in the past
weeks. I have missed you
from the moment that my two brothers and I left home. Seeing that we had come of age, it
seemed good to us that we should make something of ourselves. Though it took a considerable amount
of time to convince Mother, she eventually agreed and we made preparations to
leave. We soon left and
made for town. There were
many fine things to be seen in town, yet unlike my brothers, I stuck firmly to
my purpose of buying supplies for a house. My brothers bought the most convenient
supplies that they could find and made off to buy plots of land. I, however, remained in town, asking
contractors for their opinions on the sturdiest building. I had recently heard rumors of the
infamous “Big, Bad Wolf” being in the area. My two brothers simply laughed, saying
the reports of such a fellow were silly fairy tales. I on the other hand was determined to
be prepared for whatever I might meet with. I eventually decided on bricks, having
heard that his specialties were in the line of huffing and puffing, which, as I
heard were nearly useless against a sturdy brick structure. By the time I
met up with my brothers, they had already built their houses and were relaxing
with a picnic. It was
evident that they had not put much effort into the building process and I
kindly offered my help. They
brushed me aside, so I began to build my own house. I had read multiple books on the
subject and meticulously designed a structure. Although I spent many weeks and
received many criticisms, I eventually built a structure that suited my
needs. I soon found out
that I had done so just in time for the Big Bad Wolf was quite near. He
soon came upon our houses. My
youngest brother’s house being the weakest, he approached it first. In a horrible and fearful voice he
commanded, “Little Piggy, Little Piggy, let me in!”
My brother’s equally stubborn reply,
cheered me a bit, “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!”
The wolf was exasperated and began
ranting and raving, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house
in!” As soon as he said
this, he gave a tremendous puff that scattered the straw in all
dirrections. My brother
squealed and heaved his portly figure to the house of my second youngest
brother. Just as soon as he
closed the door behind him, the wolf arrived at the house. In a voice boomed like thunder, he
screamed, “Little Piggies, Little Piggies, let me in!”
Both replied in the same stout manner,
“Not by the hair of our chinny, chin, chins!”
He threatened the second pig as he had
before, “Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down. And so he did. The sharp, flying sticks cut my
brothers in many places. With
much grunting and snorting they scrambled to my house. They stopped at the door in disbelief
of my house’s grandeur, but only for a moment. The wolf was right behind them and
they scrambled inside just in time. A
third time the wolf threatened us and was met with the same response. This time, however, the wolf’s huffing
and puffing was to no avail. My brothers cheered, thinking our troubles to
be over. I, however, saw
that the wolf had something else up his sleeve. I hurriedly told my brothers to gather
fire wood and build up a fire. Though
they did not understand what was happening, they listened to me, for they held
my judgment in higher regard than their own. As soon as we had a fire blazing in
the fireplace, we heard the scratching of the wolf’s deadly claws on the
roof. My brothers cried out
in terror. In one leap the
wolf jumped into the chimney. He
hadn’t seen the smoke. He
gave one last cry of terror and rage and was then consumed in the flames. For a moment, we were all
silent. The silence was
soon broken, however by the cheers of my brothers. And so you see, laziness is one of the
greatest offenses.
Yours truly,
Pigling Bland
Retold By: Leo (13)
Grade: 8th
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