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Three little pigs (fairy tale)
There were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers.
All of the same height, round, pink, with the same cheerful ponytails. Even their names were similar. The piglets were called: Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
All summer they tumbled in the green grass, basked in the sun, basked in the puddles.
But now autumn has come.
The sun was no longer so hot, gray clouds stretched over the yellowed forest.
It's time for us to think about winter, - Naf-Naf once said to his brothers, waking up early in the morning. - I'm shivering from the cold. We may catch a cold. Let's build a house and winter together under one warm roof.
But his brothers did not want to take the job. It is much more pleasant to walk and jump in the meadow on the last warm days than to dig the earth and carry heavy stones.
- Success! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
- When necessary, I will build myself a house, - said Nuf-Nuf and lay down in a puddle.
- Me too, - added Nif-Nif.
- Well, as you wish. Then I will build my own house, - said Naf-Naf. - I won't wait for you.
Every day it got colder and colder. But Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were in no hurry. They didn't even want to think about work. They were idle from morning to evening. All they did was play their pig games, jump and roll.
“Today we will take a walk,” they said, “and tomorrow morning we will get down to business.
But the next day they said the same thing.
And only when a large puddle by the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the lazy brothers finally got to work.
Nif-Nif decided that it was easier and more likely to make a house out of straw. Without consulting anyone, he did just that. By evening, his hut was ready.
Nif-Nif put the last straw on the roof and, very pleased with his house, sang merrily:
Even if you go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
Singing this song, he went to Nuf-Nuf.
Nuf-Nuf, not far away, also built a house for himself. He tried to finish this boring and uninteresting business as soon as possible. At first, like his brother, he wanted to build a house out of straw. But then I decided that it would be very cold in such a house in winter. The house will be stronger and warmer if it is built from branches and thin rods.
And so he did.
He drove stakes into the ground, intertwined them with rods, heaped dry leaves on the roof, and by evening the house was ready.
Nuf-Nuf proudly walked around him several times and sang:
I have a good house
New home, solid home,
I'm not afraid of rain and thunder
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
Before he could finish the song, Nif-Nif ran out from behind a bush.
- Well, here is your house ready! - said Nif-Nif brother. "I told you we'd get it over with quickly!" Now we are free and can do whatever we want!
- Let's go to Naf-Naf and see what kind of house he built for himself! - said Nuf-Nuf. - We haven't seen him for a long time!
- Let's go see! - agreed Nif-Nif.
And both brothers, very pleased that they did not have to worry about anything else, disappeared behind the bushes.
Naf-Naf has been busy building for several days now. He dragged stones, kneaded clay, and now slowly built himself a reliable, durable house in which one could hide from wind, rain and frost.
He made a heavy oak door with a bolt in the house so that the wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb up to him.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf found their brother at work.
What are you building? - in one voice shouted the surprised Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf. - What is it, a house for a piglet or a fortress?
- The pig's house should be a fortress! - calmly answered them Naf-Naf, continuing to work.
- Are you going to fight with someone? - Nif-Nif grunted merrily and winked at Nuf-Nuf.
And both brothers were so merry that their squeals and grunts carried far across the lawn.
And Naf-Naf, as if nothing had happened, continued to lay the stone wall of his house, humming a song under his breath:
Of course, I'm smarter than everyone
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world
cunning beast, scary beast,
Won't break through that door
Through this door, through this door!
What animal is he talking about? - asked Nif-Nif from Nuf-Nuf.
- What animal are you talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Naf-Naf.
- I'm talking about the wolf! - answered Naf-Naf and laid another stone.
- Look how afraid he is of the wolf! - said Nif-Nif.
- He's afraid of being eaten! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And the brothers cheered even more.
- What kind of wolves can be here? - said Nif-Nif.
- There are no wolves! He's just a coward! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And they both began to dance and sing:
We are not afraid Gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
In the magical and so bewitching world of a kind children's fairy tale real images intertwined with the fantastic, only here good always triumphs over evil, everyone lives happily ever after. It is through this magical world the easiest way is to form the correct concepts of kindness, truth, fidelity and love in a child. Without fairy tales, childhood would not be so amazing. Without fairy tales, it simply loses its attractiveness and magic.
A good story never dies. It is passed from mouth to mouth, changing a little, but still carries a spark of kindness in open hearts kids.
One of the most famous fairy tales in the world is the English folk tale"Three piglets". Yes, this is an English fairy tale, although many mistakenly believe it Slavic folklore. Interestingly, some sources attribute authorship this work specific individuals, and not just the British. To whom? This is what we will find out now.
Three pig brothers - Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf - had a fun summer, walking a lot, lying on the grass and enjoying sunlight. But smart Naf-Naf at the end of summer reminded the brothers that it was time to think about housing for the winter. Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were too lazy to start building a house for themselves, they still enjoyed a carefree life, while smart Naf-Naf was already working on a home. With the first frost, they set to work. Nif-Nif built himself a frail house of straw, and Nuf-Nuf's dwelling was made of thin rods. Such huts could not protect not only from the winter cold, but also from the wolf, who was so eager to eat these pink and plump pigs. He had no problem blowing away (and thereby destroying) Nif-Nif's thatched house, which then tried to hide in a dwelling made of Nuf-Nuf's rods. But this house was also destroyed. Only thanks to the fact that Naf-Naf built a house of stone, the pigs were able to protect themselves from the evil wolf, but he tried to climb through the chimney, but still good defeated evil, and the pigs remained alive.
Sharp question of authorship
I wonder who is the real author? The Three Little Pigs and authorship are widely discussed today. After all, many have known this tale since childhood, as it is one of the easiest to understand. It is to the taste of even the smallest children, therefore it is often called Russian folk. But for Russian children, not so long ago, parents began to read The Three Little Pigs. The author of the book with the translation of this English fairy tale is none other than the famous Sergei Mikhalkov. Interestingly, his version is slightly different from the original. After all, only the Russian version of the tale tells that smart pigs simply taught the wolf a lesson. If we compare this fairy tale with the source, that is, with the original work “The Three Little Pigs” (the author of the fairy tale is the people), then there the arrogant wolf was boiled by cunning pigs in a boiler when he tried to get through the chimney into the house of Naf-Naf.
Such cruelty of the folklore version is inherent not only in this particular fairy tale, in the original many works (not only English, but also other peoples) were quite cruel, but after they were changed and modernized to the form in which they have already come to us. And thus, the three little pigs (the author of the English fairy tale is the English people) have already become not so bloodthirsty and have not boiled the wolf, but simply let them go.
A little more about the Russian version of the fairy tale
Mikhalkov is an excellent author. The Three Little Pigs is a fairy tale that he translated back in 1936. It was then that “The Tale of the Three Little Pigs” was published under his name, which immediately became beloved and widely known. Interestingly, not only was it created on the basis of another fictional story (stories, fairy tales), but he knew how to add such colors to them, after which the characters came to life in a new way.
Mikhalkov's tale was translated into English
Interesting historical fact lies in the fact that it was the version of the work "The Three Little Pigs" (the author of the fairy tale is Mikhalkov) that was published in 1968 in England. It is noteworthy that the German edition of Mikhalkov's Three Little Pigs, which was published in 1966, served as the primary source for this translation. A similar fact confirms that Mikhalkov really created this fairy tale, that is, he is the author. The Three Little Pigs is a work that many attribute to his pen. At the very least, he is the author of the most popular and interesting option of this fairy tale.
More options for possible authors
Who wrote the fairy tale "The Three Little Pigs"? English author or not? You can hear such an answer, according to which the Grimm brothers are still considered the authors of this fairy tale. But this is absolutely the wrong answer. Confirmation of this can be found in the book "Nursery Rhymes and Stories" (this is where the first printed version of this tale entered), which was published in London back in 1843. At this time, the Brothers Grimm were already well known and would hardly have allowed this work to be printed under their own name. On the other hand, it does not matter at all who the author is, The Three Little Pigs is just a great fairy tale.
Interpretation of a fairy tale in cartoons
Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf were so fond of children that their story was even filmed in cartoons. The most famous options for us are, of course, Disney and from the Soyuzmultfilm studio. And it has ceased to be here important question who wrote the fairy tale "The Three Little Pigs". The author of each individual film adaptation made his own adjustments, thereby slightly changing the tale, making it more interesting for children. The main thing is that, despite the fact that both versions of the fairy tale were filmed in the last century, they still remain interesting for new generations.
The tale that became the basis of Tex Avery's provocative cartoon
The world-famous cartoonist Tex Avery managed to give new meaning children's fairy tale. In his caricature version of the cartoon, which was created during the Second World War, the “evil and terrible gray wolf” was the image of Hitler. The "countries" that have agreed to sign a non-aggression pact are stupid Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf. And only "Captain Pig" was preparing for a possible attack by the "wolf". So we can say that Tex Avery is also the one who wrote The Three Little Pigs. The author here already simply created a story for adults, not for children. After that, he wrote the continuation of this story "pigs".
Fairy tale to read to children
In this tale we have kind and bad heroes. Kind, of course, piglets, we sympathize with them. After all, the evil wolf wants to eat them. But at the same time, the piglets are also stupid (Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf), because they hope that the frail houses will save them, and if it were not for the smart Naf-Naf, they would not have survived. Only by uniting, the brothers were able to defeat the wolf, and even teach him a lesson so that he would never try to eat them again.
Although this tale is considered by many to be primitive, it is still the kind of work that should be told to children all over the world. After all, regardless of who wrote The Three Little Pigs, the author wanted to convey main point- you must always prepare for the "winter" in time, that is, be ready for bad times and start preparing in advance, and the family is main value, only together with the family you can even overcome the "wolf". Indeed, only in the form of a fairy tale can such serious life concepts be conveyed to young children, and only in this form will they be perceived by them. It is important to correctly answer the questions that children may ask after listening to or reading this work, so that they understand the whole point. And it’s better to give the kids the option in which the wolf is not killed, because after that the piglets (like heroes) already cease to be kind. It is better that they only punish him for their desire to eat them, because this is the wrong thing to do. And young parents should not be lazy to re-tell this particular tale. If she is interested in the baby, then he really likes it.
The story is the most simple form the transmission of wisdom, experience from generation to generation, this is our legacy, which we must preserve for the next generations, who, perhaps, will understand everything in their own way and also ask themselves the question of who wrote the fairy tale "Three Little Pigs". The author of such a question will already receive a completely different answer, the essence of which is that the author of this fairy tale is the people of the whole world, because generation after generation has modernized and improved it.
There were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers. All of the same height, round, pink, with the same cheerful ponytails.
Even their names were similar. The piglets were called: Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf. All summer they tumbled in the green grass, basked in the sun, basked in the puddles.
But now autumn has come.
The sun was no longer so hot, gray clouds stretched over the yellowed forest.
It's time for us to think about winter, - Naf-Naf once said to his brothers, waking up early in the morning. - I'm shivering from the cold. We may catch a cold. Let's build a house and winter together under one warm roof.
But his brothers did not want to take the job. It is much more pleasant to walk and jump in the meadow on the last warm days than to dig the earth and carry heavy stones.
Have time! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
When it is necessary, I will build a house for myself, - said Nuf-Nuf and lay down in a puddle.
Well, whatever you want. Then I will build my own house, - said Naf-Naf. - I won't wait for you.
Every day it got colder and colder.
But Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were in no hurry. They didn't even want to think about work. They were idle from morning to evening. All they did was play their pig games, jump and roll.
Today we will take a walk, - they said, - and tomorrow morning we will get down to business.
But the next day they said the same thing.
And only when a large puddle by the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the lazy brothers finally got to work.
Nif-Nif decided that it was easier and more likely to make a house out of straw. Without consulting anyone, he did just that. By evening, his hut was ready.
Nif-Nif put the last straw on the roof and, very pleased with his house, sang merrily:
Even if you go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
Singing this song, he went to Nuf-Nuf.
Nuf-Nuf, not far away, also built a house for himself.
He tried to finish this boring and uninteresting business as soon as possible. At first, like his brother, he wanted to build a house out of straw. But then I decided that it would be very cold in such a house in winter. The house will be stronger and warmer if it is built from branches and thin rods.
And so he did.
He drove stakes into the ground, intertwined them with rods, heaped dry leaves on the roof, and by evening the house was ready.
Nuf-Nuf proudly walked around him several times and sang:
I have a good house
New home, solid home,
I'm not afraid of rain and thunder
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
Before he could finish the song, Nif-Nif ran out from behind a bush.
Well, here is your house ready! - said Nif-Nif brother. “I told you we could do this alone!” Now we are free and can do whatever we want!
Let's go to Naf-Naf and see what kind of house he built for himself! - said Nuf-Nuf. - We haven't seen him for a long time!
Let's go see! - agreed Nif-Nif.
And both brothers, very pleased that they did not have to worry about anything else, disappeared behind the bushes.
Naf-Naf has been busy building for several days now. He dragged stones, kneaded clay, and now slowly built himself a reliable, durable house in which one could hide from wind, rain and frost.
He made a heavy oak door with a bolt in the house so that the wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb up to him.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf found their brother at work.
A pig's home should be a fortress! - calmly answered them Naf-Naf, continuing to work.
Are you going to fight with someone? - Nif-Nif grunted merrily and winked at Nuf-Nuf.
And both brothers were so merry that their squeals and grunts carried far across the lawn.
And Naf-Naf, as if nothing had happened, continued to lay the stone wall of his house, humming a song under his breath:
Of course, I'm smarter than everyone
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world
Won't break through that door
Through this door, through this door!
What animal is he talking about? - asked Nif-Nif from Nuf-Nuf.
What animal are you talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Naf-Naf.
I'm talking about the wolf! - answered Naf-Naf and laid another stone.
Look how afraid he is of the wolf! - said Nif-Nif.
And the brothers cheered even more.
What kind of wolves could be here? - said Nif-Nif.
And they both began to dance and sing:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
They wanted to tease Naf-Naf, but he didn't even turn around.
Let's go, Nuf-Nuf, - said then Nif-Nif. - We have nothing to do here!
And two brave brothers went for a walk.
On the way they sang and danced, and when they entered the forest, they made such a noise that they woke up the wolf, who was sleeping under a pine tree.
What's that noise? - An angry and hungry wolf grumbled displeasedly and galloped to the place where the squealing and grunting of two small, stupid pigs could be heard.
Well, what kind of wolves can be here! - said at that time Nif-Nif, who saw wolves only in pictures.
Here we will grab him by the nose, he will know! - added Nuf-Nuf, who also never saw a live wolf.
Let's knock down, and even tie, and even with a foot like this, like this! - Nif-Nif boasted and showed how they would deal with the wolf.
And the brothers rejoiced again and sang:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And suddenly they saw a real live wolf!
He stood behind a large tree, and he had such a terrible look, such evil eyes and such a toothy mouth that a chill ran down the backs of Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf and thin tails trembled finely.
The poor pigs couldn't even move for fear.
The wolf prepared to jump, clicked his teeth, blinked his right eye, but the piglets suddenly came to their senses and, screeching throughout the forest, rushed to their heels.
They have never run so fast before!
Sparkling with their heels and raising clouds of dust, the piglets each rushed to their home.
Nif-Nif was the first to reach his thatched hut and barely managed to slam the door in front of the wolf's very nose.
Now open the door! the wolf growled. - Otherwise, I'll break it!
No, - grunted Nif-Nif, - I will not open it!
Outside the door, the breath of a terrible beast was heard.
Now open the door! the wolf growled again. - Otherwise, I'll blow so hard that your whole house will shatter!
But Nif-Nif from fear could no longer answer anything.
Then the wolf began to blow: "F-f-f-w-w-w!"
Straws flew from the roof of the house, the walls of the house shook.
The wolf took another deep breath and blew a second time: "F-f-f-u-u-u!"
When the wolf blew for the third time, the house was blown in all directions, as if it had been hit by a hurricane.
The wolf snapped his teeth in front of the very patch little pig. But Nif-Nif deftly dodged and rushed to run. A minute later he was already at the door of Nuf-Nuf.
As soon as the brothers had time to lock themselves, they heard the voice of the wolf:
Well, now I'll eat you both!
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf looked at each other in fear. But the wolf was very tired and therefore decided to go for a trick.
I changed my mind! - he said so loudly that he could be heard in the house. - I won't eat those skinny pigs! I better go home!
You heard? - asked Nif-Nif from Nuf-Nuf. He said he won't eat us! We are skinny!
This is very good! - Nuf-Nuf said and immediately stopped trembling.
The brothers became cheerful, and they sang as if nothing had happened:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And the wolf did not think to go anywhere. He just stepped aside and hunkered down. He was very funny. He had a hard time keeping himself from laughing. How cleverly he deceived two stupid little pigs!
When the pigs were completely calm, the wolf took the sheep's skin and cautiously crept up to the house.
At the door, he covered himself with skin and knocked softly.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were very frightened when they heard a knock.
Who's there? they asked, their tails shaking again.
It's me, me, me, poor little sheep! - the wolf squeaked in a thin, alien voice. - Let me spend the night, I strayed from the herd and very tired!
Let me in? - the kind Nif-Nif asked his brother.
You can let the sheep go! - Nuf-Nuf agreed. - A sheep is not a wolf!
But when the pigs opened the door, they saw not a sheep, but the same toothy wolf. The brothers slammed the door and leaned on it with all their might so that the terrible beast could not break into them.
The wolf got very angry. He failed to outsmart the pigs! He threw off his sheepskin and growled:
Well, wait! There will be nothing left of this house!
And he began to blow. The house leaned a little. The wolf blew a second, then a third, then a fourth time.
Leaves flew off the roof, the walls shook, but the house still stood.
And, only when the wolf blew for the fifth time, the house staggered and collapsed. Only one door still stood for some time in the middle of the ruins.
In horror, the pigs rushed to run. Their legs were paralyzed with fear, every bristle trembled, their noses were dry. The brothers rushed to the house of Naf-Naf.
The wolf caught up with them with huge leaps. Once he almost grabbed Nif-Nif by the hind leg, but he pulled it back in time and added speed.
The wolf stepped up too. He was sure that this time the piglets would not run away from him.
But again, he was out of luck.
The piglets quickly rushed past a large apple tree without even hitting it. But the wolf did not have time to turn and ran into an apple tree, which showered him with apples. One hard apple hit him between the eyes. A large lump jumped up on the wolf's forehead.
And Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf, neither alive nor dead, ran up at that time to the house of Naf-Naf.
The brother quickly let them into the house. The poor piglets were so frightened that they could not say anything. They silently rushed under the bed and hid there. Naf-Naf immediately guessed that a wolf was chasing them. But he had nothing to fear in his stone house. He quickly bolted the door, sat down on a stool himself, and sang loudly:
No animal in the world
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door
This door, this door!
But just then there was a knock on the door.
Open without talking! came the rough voice of the wolf.
No matter how! And I don't think so! - Naf-Naf answered in a firm voice.
Ah well! Well, hold on! Now I'll eat all three!
Try! - answered Naf-Naf from behind the door, not even getting up from his stool.
He knew that he and his brothers had nothing to fear in a solid stone house.
Then the wolf sucked in more air and blew as best he could!
But, no matter how much he blows, not one even the most small stone didn't budge.
The wolf turned blue from the effort.
The house stood like a fortress. Then the wolf began to shake the door. But the door didn't budge either.
The wolf, out of anger, began to scratch the walls of the house with his claws and gnaw the stones from which they were built, but he only broke off his claws and ruined his teeth. Hungry and bad wolf there was nothing left to do but get out.
But then he raised his head and suddenly noticed a large, wide chimney on the roof.
Aha! Through this pipe I will make my way into the house! - the wolf rejoiced.
He carefully climbed onto the roof and listened. The house was quiet.
"I'm still going to have a bite of fresh pig today!" - thought the wolf and, licking his lips, climbed into the pipe.
But, as soon as he began to descend the pipe, the piglets heard a rustle. And when soot began to pour on the lid of the boiler, smart Naf-Naf immediately guessed what was the matter.
He quickly rushed to the cauldron, in which water was boiling on the fire, and tore off the lid from it.
Welcome! - said Naf-Naf and winked at his brothers.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf had already completely calmed down and, smiling happily, looked at their smart and brave brother.
The piglets didn't have to wait long. Black as a chimney sweep, the wolf flopped right into the boiling water.
He had never been in such pain before!
His eyes popped out on his forehead, all his hair stood on end.
With a wild roar, the scalded wolf flew into the chimney back to the roof, rolled down it to the ground, rolled four times over his head, rode on his tail past the locked door and rushed into the forest.
And the three brothers, three little pigs, looked after him and rejoiced that they had taught the evil robber so adroitly.
And then they sang their cheerful song:
Even if you go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
No animal in the world
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door
This door, this door!
The wolf from the forest never
Never ever
Won't come back to us here
To us here, to us here!
Since then, the brothers began to live together, under the same roof.
That's all we know about the three little pigs - Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
For the first time under the title "The Tale of the Three Little Pigs" was published in the newspaper " Pioneer Truth"(1936, April 16). The first edition as a separate book has the subtitle: "Text and drawings from the W. Disney studio. Per. and processing by S. Mikhalkov "(M.-L., 1936). The book is illustrated with individual frames of the wonderful film by W. Disney. The plot of the tale is borrowed from English folklore.
“The ways in which Mikhalkov’s books sometimes reach foreign readers are amazing. Berlin edition of 1966.) No matter how ridiculous it is to translate a Russian book from German into English, which has an Anglo-American primary source, this paradox can serve as a kind of indirect proof of the originality of Mikhalkov's version of the tale. (Begak B. Mikhalkov in foreign literature. - In the book: Uncle Styopa - Mikhalkov. M., Det. lit., 1974, p. 105-106).
The book went through more than twenty editions. Illustrated by K. Rotov, S. Kalachev, I. Offengenden and others. Based on the fairy tale, the author wrote a play: "Three little pigs and a gray wolf."
I. V. Aleksakhina, Ph.D. philol. Sciences, D. A. Berman
This amazing fairy tale about three piglets, funny, cute and funny. This fairy tale will teach every child not to be careless and take any issue seriously, thinking about the consequences. In this tale there is an example of friendship without self-interest and mutual assistance. For example, when a terrible wolf destroyed the dwelling of his brothers, he let the pigs into his house, thus saving their lives. Your kid, having heard this story, will also follow it. the right example from a fairytale. He will adopt this correct morality and behavior model. You can read this unique fairy tale, called The Three Little Pigs, completely on this page online and completely free of charge. Happy reading!
Perhaps only a few people know that this English folk tale, called the Three Little Pigs, is based on satirical history With political sense. Those funny three images are simply the personification of three states. At that time, these three states were friends with each other. The role of an evil, selfish and merciless wolf was played by the financial crisis that was at that time. Only with the help of the mind of the piglet Naf Naf, his practical mind, his two best and careless friends survived. And the sinister wolf, of course, just flew out the chimney.
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There were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers. All of the same height, round, pink, with the same cheerful ponytails. Even their names were similar. The piglets were called: Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
All summer the piglets tumbled in the green grass, basked in the sun, basked in the puddles. But now autumn has come.
“It's time for us to think about winter,” Naf-Naf once said to his brothers, waking up early in the morning. - I'm shivering from the cold. Let's build a house and winter together under one warm roof.
But his brothers did not want to take the job.
- It will succeed! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
“When it is necessary, I will build myself a house,” said Nuf-Nuf and lay down in a puddle.
- Well, as you wish. Then I will build my own house, - said Naf-Naf.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were in no hurry. All they did was play their pig games, jump and roll.
“Today we will take a walk,” they said, “and tomorrow morning we will get down to business.
But the next day they said the same thing.
Every day it got colder and colder. And only when a large puddle by the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the lazy brothers finally got to work.
Nif-Nif decided that it was easier and more likely to make a house out of straw. Without consulting anyone, he did just that. By evening, his hut was ready. Nif-Nif put the last straw on the roof and, very pleased with his house, sang merrily:
Even if you go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
Singing this song, he went to Nuf-Nuf. Nuf-Nuf, not far away, also built a house for himself. He tried to finish this boring and uninteresting business as soon as possible. At first, like his brother, he wanted to build a house out of straw. But then I decided that it would be very cold in such a house in winter. The house will be stronger and warmer if it is built from branches and thin rods. And so he did. He drove stakes into the ground, intertwined them with rods, heaped dry leaves on the roof, and by evening the house was ready. Nuf-Nuf proudly walked around him several times and sang:
I have a good house
New home, solid home,
I'm not afraid of rain and thunder
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
Before he could finish the song, Nif-Nif ran out from behind a bush.
- Well, here is your house ready! - said Nif-Nif to his brother. "I told you we'd get it over with quickly!" Now we are free and can do whatever we want!
- Let's go to Naf-Naf and see what kind of house he built for himself! - said Nuf-Nuf. "We haven't seen him in a long time!"
- Let's go see! Nif-Nif agreed.
Naf-Naf has been busy building for several days now. He dragged stones, kneaded clay, and now slowly built himself a reliable, durable house in which one could hide from wind, rain and frost. He made a heavy oak door with a bolt in the house so that the wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb up to him.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf found their brother at work.
“The pig’s house should be a fortress!” Naf-Naf calmly answered them, continuing to work.
Are you going to fight with someone? Nif-Nif grunted merrily and winked at Nuf-Nuf. And both brothers were so merry that their squeals and grunts carried far across the lawn. And Naf-Naf, as if nothing had happened, continued to lay the stone wall of his house, humming a song under his breath:
No animal in the world
Won't break through that door
Don't break through that door!
Of course, I'm smarter than everyone
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones
From stones, from stones!
What animal is he talking about? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif.
What animal are you talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Naf-Naf.
- I'm talking about the wolf! - answered Naf-Naf and laid another stone.
“Look how afraid he is of the wolf!” - said Nif-Nif.
- What kind of wolves can be here? - said Nif-Nif.
And they both began to dance and sing:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
They wanted to tease Naf-Naf, but he didn't even turn around.
“Let’s go, Nuf-Nuf,” said Nif-Nif then. “We have nothing to do here!
And two brave brothers went for a walk. On the way they sang and danced, and when they entered the forest, they made such a noise that they woke up the wolf, who was sleeping under a pine tree.
- What's that noise? - the angry and hungry wolf grumbled with displeasure and galloped to the place where the squealing and grunting of two small, stupid pigs could be heard.
- Well, what kind of wolves can be here! - said at that time Nif-Nif, who saw wolves only in pictures.
- Here we will grab his nose, he will know! added Nuf-Nuf, who also had never seen a live wolf.
“Let’s knock it down, and even tie it up, and even kick it like this, like this!” Nif-Nif boasted.
And suddenly they saw a real live wolf! He stood behind a large tree, and he had such a terrible look, such evil eyes and such a toothy mouth that a chill ran down the backs of Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf and thin tails trembled finely. The poor pigs couldn't even move for fear.
The wolf prepared to jump, clicked his teeth, blinked his right eye, but the piglets suddenly came to their senses and, screeching throughout the forest, rushed to their heels. They have never run so fast before! Flashing with their heels and raising clouds of dust, they each rushed to their home.
Nif-Nif was the first to reach his thatched hut and barely managed to slam the door in front of the wolf's very nose.
"Now open the door!" the wolf growled. “Or else I’ll break it!”
“No,” Nif-Nif grunted, “I won’t unlock it!”
Outside the door, the breath of a terrible beast was heard.
"Now open the door!" the wolf growled again. “Otherwise I’ll blow so hard that your whole house will fly apart!”
But Nif-Nif from fear could no longer answer anything.
Then the wolf began to blow: “F-f-f-w-w-w!” Straws flew from the roof of the house, the walls of the house shook. The wolf took another deep breath and blew a second time: “F-f-f-u-u-u-u!”. When the wolf blew for the third time, the house was blown in all directions, as if it had been hit by a hurricane. The wolf snapped his teeth in front of the very snout of the little pig, but Nif-Nif deftly dodged and rushed to run. A minute later he was already at the door of Nuf-Nuf.
As soon as the brothers had time to lock themselves, they heard the voice of the wolf:
"Well, now I'll eat you both!"
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf looked at each other in fear. But the wolf was very tired and therefore decided to go for a trick.
- I changed my mind! he said so loudly that he could be heard in the house. “I won’t eat those skinny piglets!” I'll go home!
- You heard? - Nif-Nif asked Nuf-Nif. He said he won't eat us! We are skinny!
- This is very good! - Nuf-Nuf said and immediately stopped trembling.
The brothers became cheerful, and they sang as if nothing had happened:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
But the wolf didn't want to leave. He just stepped aside and hunkered down. He had a hard time keeping himself from laughing.
“How cleverly I deceived two stupid little pigs!”
When the pigs were completely calm, the wolf took the sheep's skin and cautiously crept up to the house. At the door, he covered himself with skin and knocked softly.
Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf were very frightened.
- Who's there? they asked, their tails shaking again.
"It's me, poor little sheep!" the wolf squeaked in a thin, alien voice. - Let me spend the night, I strayed from the herd and very, very tired!
- You can let the sheep go! Nuf-Nuf agreed. - A sheep is not a wolf!
But when the pigs opened the door, they saw not a sheep, but the same toothy wolf. The brothers slammed the door and leaned on it with all their might so that the terrible beast could not break into them.
The wolf got very angry. He failed to outsmart the pigs! He threw off his sheepskin and growled:
- Well, wait a minute! There will be nothing left of this house!
And he began to blow. The house leaned a little. The wolf blew a second, then a third, then a fourth time. Leaves flew off the roof, the walls shook, but the house still stood. And, only when the wolf blew for the fifth time, the house staggered and collapsed. Only one door still stood for some time in the middle of the ruins. In horror, the pigs rushed to run. Their legs were paralyzed with fear, every bristle trembled, their noses were dry. The brothers rushed to the house of Naf-Naf.
The wolf caught up with them with huge leaps. Once he almost grabbed Nif-Nif by the hind leg, but he pulled it back in time and added speed.
The wolf stepped up too. He was sure that this time the piglets would not run away from him. But again, he was out of luck. The piglets quickly rushed past a large apple tree without even hitting it. But the wolf did not have time to turn and ran into an apple tree, which showered him with apples. One hard apple hit him between the eyes. A large lump jumped up on the wolf's forehead.
And Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf, neither alive nor dead, ran up at that time to the house of Naf-Naf. The brother let them into the house and quickly bolted the door. The poor piglets were so frightened that they could not say anything. They silently rushed under the bed and hid there.
Naf-Naf immediately guessed that a wolf was chasing them. But he had nothing to fear in his stone house. He quickly bolted the door, sat down on a stool and sang:
No animal in the world
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door
This door, this door!
But just then there was a knock on the door.
- Open without talking! came the rough voice of the wolf.
- No matter how! And don't think! - Naf-Naf answered in a firm voice.
- Ah well! Well, hold on! Now I'll eat all three!
- Try! - answered Naf-Naf from behind the door, not even getting up from his stool. He knew that he and his brothers had nothing to fear in a solid stone house. Then the wolf sucked in more air and blew as best he could! But no matter how much he blew, not even the smallest stone moved. The wolf turned blue from the effort. The house stood like a fortress. Then the wolf began to shake the door. But the door didn't budge either. The wolf, out of anger, began to scratch the walls of the house with his claws and gnaw the stones from which they were built, but he only broke off his claws and ruined his teeth. The hungry and angry wolf had no choice but to get out.
But then he raised his head and suddenly noticed a large, wide chimney on the roof.
— Aha! Through this pipe I will make my way into the house! the wolf rejoiced.
He carefully climbed onto the roof and listened. The house was quiet. I'm still going to have a bite of fresh pork today! - thought the wolf and, licking his lips, climbed into the pipe.
But, as soon as he began to descend the pipe, the piglets heard a rustle. And when soot began to pour on the roof of the boiler, smart Naf-Naf immediately guessed what was the matter. He quickly rushed to the cauldron, in which water was boiling on the fire, and tore off the lid from it.
- Welcome! - said Naf-Naf and winked at his brothers.
The piglets didn't have to wait long. Black as a chimney sweep, the wolf flopped right into the cauldron. His eyes popped out on his forehead, all his hair stood on end. With a wild roar, the scalded wolf flew back to the roof, rolled down it to the ground, rolled over four times over its head, and rushed into the forest.
And the three brothers, three little pigs, looked after him and rejoiced that they had taught the evil robber so adroitly.
No animal in the world
Won't open this door
Cunning, terrible, terrible beast,
Will not open this door!
Even if you go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
The wolf from the forest never
Never ever
Won't come back to us here
To us here, to us here!
Since then, the brothers began to live together, under the same roof.
Fairy tale "Three Little Pigs"- this, you see, is a fairy tale so familiar to everyone that you can hardly find a person who would not know the story about three funny pigs and a wolf. Plot fairy tales "Three piglets" originates in English folklore, and the most famous Russian version is processing. And, of course, since childhood, we all remember by heart the cheerful song of the three pigs: “We are not afraid of the gray wolf!”. Many fairy tales are written for children, but the fairy tale about the three little pigs will forever be one of our favorites. Give now to your children wonderful fairy tale. Read to them about the three brothers. And the magnificent illustrations by K. Rotov for the fairy tale "Three Little Pigs" will add a little nostalgia to your reading. And if you later want to watch a cartoon about three little pigs, take a look at the page with the cartoon.
Three piglets
Fairy tale translated by S. Mikhalkov
Once upon a time there were three brothers in the world - three little pigs. All three were the same height, pink, cheerful, round. And all the piglets had the same funny twirling tails.
And even the names of the piglets were similar. Their names were: Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
They played all summer, tumbled in the grass, rolled in the sun, swam in warm puddles.
So the whole warm summer passed. But then came the cold autumn.
The sun was already warming weaker, gray clouds stretched over the yellowed forest.
One morning Naf-naf said to his brothers:
- It's time for us to think about winter, I'm shivering all over from the cold. So it won't take long to catch a cold. Here's what I suggest: let's warm house we will build it, and we will live in it all together under one roof.
But other piglets did not want to work at all. In these last warm days, they liked tumbling, jumping in the meadow and just walking more than carrying heavy stones and digging the ground.
- No, we don’t want to now, we still have time! Winter is far away. We'll do it later, but now it's better to take a walk, - with these words, Nif-Nif rolled over his head into the fallen leaves.
- Yes. I'll build a house for myself, - said Nuf-Nuf and fell right into a puddle.
“So do I,” Nif-Nif added after him.
- All right, do as you wish. Then I will build my own house. I won’t wait for you,” said Naf-Naf.
And he went to build himself a house.
Every day it got colder and colder outside. But two careless brothers - piglets, Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf, did not think about anything and were in no hurry. They didn't want to get to work. And they continued to idle from morning to evening. The only thing they did was that from morning to evening they tumbled, jumped and tumbled from morning to evening.
“Perhaps we’ll walk a little more today, and tomorrow morning we’ll get down to business.” they said.
But the next day came, and everything started all over again. They continued to play and said the same things.
And only when a huge puddle near the road began to be covered with a thin crust of ice in the morning, the loafers really decided to get to work.
Nif-Nif decided that it would be easiest and fastest to build a house out of straw. He did not consult with anyone, and so he did. He collected straw, and by the evening his house was ready. Nif-Nif laid the last straw on the roof of his new house, examined it, was very pleased and sang:
- Though you will go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
So, singing a song, he went in search of Nuf-Nuf.
And Nuf-Nuf built himself a house nearby. He, too, wanted to quickly put an end to such an uninteresting and boring business. Therefore, I also decided to make myself a simpler house. At first, like Nif-Nif, he wanted to build himself a straw house. But then I thought that in winter it would be very cold in such a house. And then he decided that if you build a house from twigs and branches, then it will come out stronger and warmer.
And so he did. He hammered stakes into the ground, intertwined them with twigs, piled dry branches on the roof, and by evening he new house was ready.
Nuf-Nuf walked around him several times, examining him with pride, and sang:
— I have a good house,
New home, solid home,
I'm not afraid of rain and thunder
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
And at this time, Nif-Nif jumped out from behind the bushes into the clearing.
- Well, now your house is completely ready! Nif-Nif said to his brother. - I told you that we can quickly cope with the construction of the house ourselves! And now we can play on and do whatever we want!
- And let's go to Naf-Naf, see what kind of house he built for himself! - Nuf-Nuf said. - He hasn't shown up in a while.
- Let's go and see. - Agreed Nif-Nif.
And they, satisfied that they no longer have to worry about anything, went to Naf-Naf, singing merrily along the way.
And Naf-Naf had been building a stone house for several days now. At first he applied stones, kneaded clay, and now he was in no hurry to go anywhere, and slowly built himself a solid, reliable house in which he could hide from the wind, and from the rain, and from the cold. He made an oak door in his house. She came out heavy, strong, and was locked with a bolt so that the evil gray wolf from the neighboring forest could not climb into the house. When Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf came, he worked with might and main.
- What are you building? shouted the surprised Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf in one voice. Is this a pig house, or a real fortress?
“A pig’s house should be a real fortress!” - Naf-Naf answered them, and continued to work.
"I wonder if you're going to fight someone?" - grunted laughing Nuf-Nuf and winked at Nif-Nif.
And the two brothers of the piglet were so merry that their grunts and squeals resounded all over the lawn far, far away. And Naf-Naf himself continued, as if nothing had happened, laying the stone wall of his house, and at the same time humming this song under his breath:
- Of course, I'm smarter than everyone,
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world
Won't break through that door
Through this door, through this door!
What animal is he talking about? - Nuf-Nuf asked Nif-Nif.
What animal are you singing about? Nif-Nif asked Naf-Naf.
- I'm talking about the wolf! - Naf-Naf answered the brothers and laid another stone on the wall.
"Look, look at him!" He appears to be afraid of the wolf! - said Nuf-Nuf.
He must be afraid that the wolf will eat him! - added Nuf-Nuf.
And the two little pigs cheered even more.
- And what kind of wolves can there be in our forest? Nuf-Nuf laughed.
“There are no wolves here! Naf-naf is just a coward! - added Nif-Nif.
And both little pigs began to dance and sing:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
They really wanted to tease their brother, but Naf-Naf paid no attention to them at all.
Okay, let's get out of here, Nif-Nif, - said Nuf-Nuf then. "There's nothing for us to do here!"
And the two piglets went for a walk on. They sang and danced so loudly that when they entered the forest, they managed to wake up the wolf. He was sleeping peacefully under a tree, and when the piglets woke him up, he became very angry.
- Who makes that noise? he grumbled in displeasure, and ran to the place where the grunting and squealing of two stupid little pigs could be heard.
Just at this time, Nif-Nif, who saw wolves only in pictures, said to his brother:
— Well, what kind of wolves can be in our forest!
- And if a wolf appears, then we will grab him by the nose, so he will know with us! - sang to the brother Nuf-Nuf, who
I have never seen a live wolf in my life either.
- Yes, we would first knock him down, then tie him up with ropes, and then kick him with another foot. Like this, like this! - Nif-Nif boasted and showed his brother how they would deal with the wolf.
And the two little pigs sang again:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
And just at this time real wolf came out from behind big tree. He had such a toothy mouth, such a menacing look that a chill ran down the backs of Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf, and their thin tails twisted into a ring trembled finely. From fear, the poor piglets could not even move.
The wolf gathered himself, clicked his teeth, prepared to jump, and only then the pigs came to their senses and rushed to their heels, squealing throughout the forest.
Pigs have never run so fast in their lives! They sparkled with their heels, kicked up a cloud of dust and ran, pushing their way through the bushes each to their own house.
Nif-Nif was the first to reach his straw house. He managed to jump into his hut and slam the door in front of the wolf's nose.
"Open the door now!" the wolf growled. "Otherwise I'll break it myself!"
- No, I won't. grunted Nif-Nif.
From behind the door he could hear the breath of a terrible beast.
"Open the door now!" the wolf growled again. - otherwise I’ll blow it now, and your whole house will shatter!
But from fear, Nif-Nif could not answer him.
Then the wolf began to blow on the house: “F-f-f-u-u-u-u-u-u-u!”. Straws flew from the roof of the house.
The wolf took a deep breath and blew again: “F-f-f-u-u-u-u-u-u-u!”. The walls of the house shook.
And then the wolf blew for the third time: “F-f-f-u-u-u-u-u-u-u!”. The pig's house could not resist and scattered in different directions.
Nif-Nif rushed to run, and the wolf snapped his teeth in front of his very nose. The pig flew through the forest without looking at the road, and in a minute he was near his brother's house. As soon as Nuf-Nuf let him in and locked the door, a wolf ran out onto the lawn in front of the house.
— Aha! he growled. “Well, now I’ll eat you both.”
Nuf-Nuf and Nif-Nif looked at each other in fear and trembled. But the wolf was also very tired, so he decided to go for a trick.
- I must have changed my mind! he said so loudly that the pigs could hear him. “I will not eat those piglets. They are too skinny. I'd rather go home!
-Heard? - Asked Nuf-Nuf and Nif-Nif? We are skinny! And that's why he won't eat us!
-It's just wonderful! - said Nif-Nif. And his tail immediately stopped trembling.
The pigs immediately cheered and sang their favorite song:
We are not afraid of the gray wolf,
Gray wolf, gray wolf!
Where do you go, stupid wolf,
Old wolf, dire wolf?
But in fact, the wolf was not going anywhere to go. He quietly hid on the sidelines. It was funny to him, and he tried very hard not to laugh. How easily he could fool two stupid little pigs.
When the piglets calmed down, the wolf threw on a sheepskin and cautiously crept up to the house. He walked up to the door and knocked.
Nuf-Nuf and Nif-Nif were very frightened when they heard a knock on the door.
- Who's there? they asked, and the piglets' tails shook again.
“It’s me, me, me, poor little sheep!” the gray wolf squeaked in a strange, thin voice. - I strayed from the herd and was very tired, let me spend the night!
- Shall we sleep over? asked the kind Nif-Nif brother.
- You can let the sheep go, the sheep is not a wolf! Nuf-Nuf agreed.
But when the piglets slightly opened the door, they immediately saw not a sheep, but the same evil wolf. The brothers quickly slammed the door and leaned on it with all their might so that the terrible wolf could not break into them.
The wolf got angry. He again failed to outwit these piglets! He threw off his sheepskin and growled menacingly:
- Well, wait a minute! Now there is nothing left of this house!
And the wolf began to blow. The house leaned a little. The wolf blew a second time, then a third, and then a fourth.
Leaves flew from the roof of the house, its walls trembled, but the house still stood.
And, only when the angry wolf blew for the fifth time, the piglet's house staggered and collapsed.
Only one door stood for some time in the middle of the ruins of the former house.
The piglets ran away in terror. From fear, the legs were taken away from the pigs, every bristle trembled, their noses were dry. The brothers rushed to the house of Naf-Naf.
The wolf caught up with them with huge leaps. Once he almost grabbed Nuf-Nuf by the back leg, but he pulled it back in time and added speed.
The wolf, however, also pressed on. He was sure that this time the piglets would definitely not run away from him.
But the wolf was out of luck again.
The piglets quickly ran past a large apple tree without even hitting it. And the gray wolf did not have time to turn, and ran straight into the apple tree, which showered him with apples. One hard apple hit the wolf right between the eyes. A huge bump jumped up on the wolf's forehead.
And Nuf-Nuf and Nif-Nif at that time, neither alive nor dead, ran up to the house of Naf-Naf.
Naf-Naf quickly let them into his house. The poor piglets were so frightened that they could not say anything at all. They just silently threw themselves under the bed, and hid under the bed.
Clever Naf-Naf immediately guessed that the wolf was chasing them brothers. But Naf-Naf had nothing to fear in a strong stone house. He quickly bolted the door, and he sat down on a chair and sang loudly:
- No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door
This door, this door!
But then the wolf just knocked on the door.
- Who's there? asked Naf-Naf in a calm voice.
“Open it now, and without further ado!” came the rough voice of an evil wolf.
- Yeah, no matter how! I don't even think to open it! Naf-Naf declared in a firm voice.
- Ah well! Well then hold on! Now I'll eat all three of you!
- Try it, eat it! - Naf-Naf answered him from behind the door, not even getting up from the chair on which he was sitting. He knew that in a solid stone house, the three little pigs could not be afraid of anything.
Then the wolf sucked in more air into his chest and blew as hard as he could!
But no matter how hard he blew, not even the tiniest stone moved.
The wolf even turned blue from the effort.
And the house stood like an impregnable fortress. Then the wolf began to shake the door. But the door didn't want to budge either.
The wolf, out of anger, began to scratch the walls of the house with his claws and even gnaw the stones from which they were composed, but all he achieved was that he only broke off his claws and ruined his teeth.
The angry and hungry wolf had no choice but to get out.
But then the wolf raised his head up and suddenly noticed a large, wide chimney on the roof.
— Aha! Perhaps through this pipe I will be able to get into this impregnable house! the wolf rejoiced.
He cautiously climbed onto the roof of the house and listened. It was very quiet inside the house.
“I’ll probably have a snack today, after all, with fresh pork!” - thought the wolf, licked his lips, and climbed into the pipe.
But, as soon as the wolf began to descend into the house through the pipe, the pigs inside immediately heard a rustle. And when soot began to pour on the lid of the boiler in the fireplace from the chimney, smart Naf-Naf immediately guessed what was the matter.
Naf-Naf quickly rushed to the cauldron, in which water was already boiling on the fire, and tore off the lid from the cauldron.
- Welcome! - Naf-Naf said with a smile and winked at his brothers.
Nuf-Nuf and Nif-Nif had already completely calmed down and, smiling contentedly, looked at their brave and smart brother.
The three piglets did not have to wait long. Black as a chimney sweep, the wolf fell right into the boiling water. Never before has a wolf been in so much pain!
His eyes instantly popped out on his forehead, all the hair immediately stood on end. With a loud roar, the wolf flew through the chimney back to the roof, then rolled down it to the ground, rolled over its head four times, then drove past the locked door on its tail and rushed into the forest.
And three little pigs, three brothers, looked after him and rejoiced that they could so deftly deceive the evil robber. And sang their favorite song:
- Though you will go around half the world,
You'll get around, you'll get around
You won't find a better home
You won't find it, you won't find it!
No animal in the world
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Won't open this door
This door, this door!
The wolf from the forest never
Never ever
Won't come back to us here
To us here, to us here!
And from that day on, the three little pigs began to live together, in a stone house, under one roof.
That's all we can tell about three brothers, three little pigs - Nif-Nif, Nuf-Nuf and Naf-Naf.
Here is such a wonderful fairy tale "The Three Little Pigs" by Sergei Mikhalkov with delightful illustrations by K. Rotov. Admit it: Have you ever seen better illustrations in books? Me not. By the way, a quick question: have you seen it somewhere? I am sure you will not remember the answer to this question right away!
Well, if you liked the fairy tale about the three pigs in this edition, be sure to read other works by Sergei Mikhalkov. For example, or " "
