This is an interesting story about three little pigs. They built their own houses which were attacked by a sly wolf. Let's enjoy reading to know what would happen to the three piggies.

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Once upon a time there were three little pigs, who left their parents to see the world.

All summer long, they roamed through the woods and over the plains, playing games and having fun. None were happier than the three little pigs, and they easily made friends with everyone.

Autumn came and it began to rain. The three little pigs started to feel they needed a real home.

Sadly, they knew that the fun was over now and they must set to work like the others, or they'd be left in the cold and rain, with no roof over their heads. They talked about what to do, but each decided for himself.

The laziest little pig said he'd build a straw hut.

"It will only take a day,' he said. The others disagreed.

"It's too fragile," they said but he refused to listen.

Not quite so lazy, the second little pig went in search of planks of seasoned wood.

It took him two days to nail them together.

But the third little pig did not like the wooden house.

” It takes time, patience and hard work to build a house that is strong enough to stand up to wind, rain, and snow, and most of all, protect us from the wolf!"

Now, it was the wisest little pig that found the tracks of a big wolf in the neighborhood.

The little pigs rushed home in alarm. Along came the wolf, scowling fiercely at the laziest pig's straw hut.

"Come out!" ordered the wolf, his mouth watering. I want to speak to you!"

"I'd rather stay where I am!" replied the little pig in a tiny voice.

"I'll make you come out!" growled the wolf angrily, and puffing out his chest, he took a very deep breath. Then he blew with all his might, right onto the house.

And all the straw the silly pig had heaped against some thin poles fell down.