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I . The Old Sow This is a story from a long , long time ago . It is a very strange time . Pigs talk in rhyme . Monkeys chew tobacco . Hens take snuff to make them strong . And ducks say , “ Quack , quack , quack ! ” At this time there is an old sow . A sow is a mother pig . She lives in a little house near a wood . The old sow has three sons . They are three little pigs . They are small , fat and pink . The three little pigs eat a lot . They eat in the morning . They eat at midday . They eat in the evening . And they are always hungry . But the old sow is poor . She has no money . There is not much food in the house . There is a little bread and a little milk . That is all . One morning , the old sow looks in the pot . The pot is almost empty . “ Mum , I am hungry , ” says the first little pig . “ Me too , ” says the second little pig . “ And me , ” says the third little pig . Their mother says nothing . She gives each son a little bread . She does not eat . She is sad . She looks at her sons and thinks . She thinks all day . In the evening , the mother sits the three little pigs by the fire . “ My sons , the house is small and the pot is empty , ” she says . “ There is not enough food here for four . ” “ So what can we do , Mum ? ” asks the third little pig . “ It is time to go out into the world , ” says their mother . “ Each of you must go and find your fortune . ” “ Fortune ? What is that ? ” asks the first little pig . “ A good life . A house , food and a little luck . ” “ And where is this fortune ? ” asks the second little pig . “ I don’t know , my son . It is out in the world . Each of you must look for your own . ” “ Alone ? ” asks the first little pig . “ Yes . Each of you on your own road . ” “ And you , Mum ? ” asks the third little pig . “ I am old . I am staying here . There is enough food for me alone . ” The three little pigs are sad . They do not want to leave their mother . But their mother is right . There is not enough food for all of them . “ And one more thing , ” says their mother . “ The world is big . There are good people in it . And there are wolves . Be very careful , my sons . ” “ Yes , Mum , ” say the little pigs . That night , the three little pigs do not sleep much . They talk in bed . They talk very quietly . “ Where do I go tomorrow ? ” asks the first little pig . “ I don’t know , ” says the second . “ And where can I sleep tomorrow night ? ” “ In a house , ” says the third . “ Each of us needs a house . ” In the morning , their mother gives each son a piece of bread and a kiss . “ Goodbye , Mum , ” say the little pigs . “ Goodbye , my sons . Good luck ! ” The three little pigs leave the house . The old sow stands at the door . She watches her sons . She watches them until she cannot see them . The little pigs walk together through the wood . Then they come to a place where three roads meet . One road goes north . One road goes south . One road goes west . The three brothers hug . Then each little pig goes down his own road .
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