Hi kids! Ms. Booksy here. Are you ready for Cool School Story Time? KIDS: Yeah! Hm… maybe you’d rather eat some delicious vegetables or, eat some chicken liver. Did you know liver is VERY good for you? KIDS: Eeew…. Story! Story! Story! Story! Story! Story! Oh? Okay then… This story is… Alright, here we go… So, once upon a time there were 3 little pigs… Who lived at home with their mother. The time came when the kids weren’t so little anymore and their mom decided to buy a condo and move to Florida. Where she could play Pignuckle, with her friends, by the pool. She told the pigs: “It’s time you set out for the real world and find homes of your own!” “I’ll send you a postcard!” So, off they went! The first pig found a nice location and decided to build his own house. He had heard of building huts with straw, so he went shopping for some. Target had a HUGE sale on crazy straws, so he bought all they had an commenced to building… It turned out to be a really neat-looking house!… Although it leaked a lot when it rained… But it was very pretty! The second pig decided he should use sticks to build his house… He bought popsicles in BULK at Costco. And after two-day feast of ice pops and a LOT of brain freeze, he began his house of sticks. It turned out… …okay… The walls were thin… but they smelled like fruity popsicles! Mmmm! The third pig was never one to cut corners And he found a good contractor to build his home. Hiring a contractor and construction crew was EXPENSIVE It took almost all his money! But he wanted a home that would LAST. The other pigs made fun of him and bragged about how much money they had in their banks. That’s right… Piggy banks. But the third little pig moved into his new brick house and was quite content. Well… maybe a little lonely… Yep! That night the Big Bad Wolf went on the prowl, looking for a snack! He had seen the Little Pigs building their houses, and thought he’d stop buy uninvited. He arrived at the first pig’s house. He snarled: Little pig… Little pig… Let me in… The pig called out: “Who is iiiit?” WOLF: I’m just a nice old lady! I’m looost, let me iiin! KIDS: No! It’s the wolf!! You sound like a big bad wolf, so Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin! Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down!! Go ahead and try, I built it myself! The wolf blew down the house with a little huff and puff. Just like that! Let’s watch that on instant replay. And boom goes the dynamite. The little pig hi-tailed it to his brother’s house made of sticks. And that bad ol’ wolf followed him. There was a knock on the door. Little pig, little pig! Let-a me iiiin! It’s the wolf! No, I’m just here to deliver the mail. La la la, I’m the mailman. He said it’s the mailman. It’s nighttime, there’s no mail. I’m telling you, it’s the wolf! Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin! He’s gonna huff and puff and blow your house down man!! And he did. The wolf huffed, and puffed, and blew the house down! Sticks all over the place! The two little pigs motored out as fast as they could You’ve never seen two little legs move so fast… And that bad wolf… he followed them right to the third pig’s house! Safe inside, the little pigs told their brother about the wolf. The doorbell chimed. The third little pig used his security system and checked who was outside. Oh little piggies! Don’t be ruuude! Let me in… I don’t think so! Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin! Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down! Gotta say, I’ve had a pretty good track record so far tonight I’m 2 for 2, just saaayin’! Very well, do what you wish! The wolf huffed, and he puffed, and… nothing happened! Okay, okay, it was the third house of the night, he could do this! He huffed, and puffed, and Still, there the house stood! It was very sturdy. The little pig buzzed through the intercom: How are you doing out there? I might have to call the police if you don’t leave. The wolf gasped and gulped, for air. You gotta wait ’til I huff and puff, and I blow your house… The wolf fainted! The Three Little Pigs cheered! Yay! The third pig called the authorities and he had them come and take the third wolf away… The first two pigs apologized for poking fun at the third little pig. And they offered to pay rent if they could just stay for a little while. He told them “mi casa es su casa!” Which in Spanish means “my house is your house!” I think I mentioned that pig is pretty smart. and they lived happily ever after. And never ever heard from the Big Bag Wolf again! The End! So kids, the lesson is, it’s important to do things the right way. Even if it’s the hard way. And watch out for wolves, that’s pretty important too. Thanks for stopping by! And if there’s any mom’s and dad’s watching, You can hit the subscribe button, up there! KIDS: Subscribe! Subscribe! Bye!!