Once, a mother pig sent her three little children into the world. They needed to look after themselves.

The first pig found some straw, and he built a fine house with straw, and he built a fine house with straw.
The second pig built a house with wood.
The third pig built a house Adelaide body rubs near me with stone.

One day, a wolf came to straw house, he was hungry.
“Little pig let me in! I’m your brother.”
“No, no! You are a wolf.”

Then the wolf blew down the straw house. The first pig ran to the wooden house.
Then the wolf came to the wooden house, too. The two pigs ran to the stone house.
The wolf came and blew the stone house. He blew and blew, but the house didn’t fall down. Then wolf was angry, he climbed to the roof and jumped down the chimney.
The wolf fell into the pot! Ouch! He ran away.
The three little pigs lived happily.

There is a bad wolf in the forest. One day he is eating a lamb. Suddenly a bone sticks in his throat.

“Oh, a bone is my throat.” He goes to see a doctor, “Please help me.” The doctor, Mr. Panda says, “Sorry, I can’t help you. The bone is inside.”
“What can I do?” the wolf is sad. Then he meets a crane. “Oh, dear crane. Please help me. A bone is in my throat. I will pay for your help.”

“Ok. Let me have a try,” the crane says. She pulls out the bone with her bill. “Now I will go. Remember your words. You should pay me,” she says.
“Well. Pay you. I remember,” the wolf says. With the words, the wolf bites off the crane’s neck and eats her up.