The three little pigs.
Once upon a time, there lived three little pig brothers. The three brothers decided to build their own houses. First, the eldest pig built his house out of straw. It's light and easy to get from anywhere.
The second pig built his house out of wood. A tree can build a strong enough house.
But the youngest pig started to pile up bricks. I'm going to build a house out of bricks.
It'll take a long time and a lot of effort, but it'll be worth it. The eldest and second pig finished building their houses and laughed at the youngest.
Look at him! He's still building his house!
Eventually, the youngest pig completed his house.
Then one day a large hungry wolf came into the village. He headed to the eldest pig's straw house.
Little pig, little pig, let me in.
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin.
Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in.
Then all the straw flew away destroying the house. The eldest rushed into his brother's wooden house. The wolf followed him.
Little pig, little pig, let me in.
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin.
Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in.
The wood house fell apart. So the second and eldest pig rushed into the youngest brother's brick house. The wolf followed them.
Little pig, little pig, let me in.
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin.
Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in.
But the brick house didn't shake at all. So the wolf jumped into the chimney. But the youngest pig quickly lit the fireplace. The wolf burned to death. The tree little pigs lived in the brick house happily ever after