CARLA VACA

The wolf was very angry that the little pig had got the better of him again, and chased him in the barrel back to his house. When he got there he climbed on to the roof, intending to come down the chimney and catch the little pig that way. The little pig was waiting for him, however, with a large cauldron of boiling water on the fire. The wolf came down the chimney and fell into the cauldron with a big SPLASH, and the little pig quickly put the lid on it. The wicked wolf was never seen again, and the little pig lived happily in his brick house for many many years.

The next evening, along came the same wolf. When he saw another little pig, this time in a wooden house, he called out, -"Little pig, little pig, let me come in." To which the pig replied, -"No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin, I´ll not let you in!" So the wolf shouted, -"Then I´ll huff and I´ll puff, Till I blow your house in!" And he huffed and he puffed and he HUFFED and he PUFFED until the house fell in and the wolf gobbled up the little pig for his supper.

One day they set out from the farm where they had been born. They were going out into the world to start new lives and enjoy any adventures that might come their way. The first little pig met a man carrying some straw, and he asked him if he might have some to build himself a house. -"Of course, little pig," said the man. He gave the little pig a big bundle of straw, and the little pig built himself a lovely house of golden straw. A big bad wolf lived nearby. He came along and saw the new house and, feeling rather hungry and thinking he would like to eat a little pig for suppe