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Behind the Meaning of the Children's Song “This Little Piggy” -

“This Little Piggy” may very well be the first song we hear and learn as children.

Whether using your fingers or your toes, the cute little song is sung to us early on as cooing parents bond with their newborns. Your pinky becomes a protagonist. Your index and ring fingers become players in the performance.

It’s enough to put a loving smile on the face of any infant.

And here we’ll dive into the meaning of teaching different roles in the song and its origins. So, without further ado, let’s do just that.

“This Little Piggy” is an English-language nursery rhyme that is both sung and played with a child’s fingers or toes.

In 1728, the first line of the rhyme appeared in a medley song called “The Nurses Song.” And the first known full version was recorded in The Famous Tommy Thumb’s Little Story-Book, which arrived first in London in 1760.

In that version, the rhyme goes:

This pig went to market,
That pig stayed home;
This pig had roast meat,
That pig had none;
This pig went to the barn’s door,
And cried week, week for more.

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The ditty began to appear more and in evolved ways over the years. In 1922, the rhyme was included in Beatrix Potter’s illustrated book Cecily Parsley’s Nursery Rhymes.

Slight variations began to pop up in the late 18th and early 19th centuries. But it wasn’t until the mid-20th century that “little pigs” became “little piggies,” making the rhyme even more cutesy.

Today the most commonly known version goes:

This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
This little piggy had none,
This little piggy cried “Wee! Wee! Wee!” all the way home.

Using the above version of the song, parents often perform the rhyme using finger or toe play, each line corresponding to a different digit on the hand or foot, with a foot tickle done at the very end.

For example:

This little piggy went to market, (Wiggle the “big” toe)
This little piggy stayed home, (Wiggle the “long” toe)
This little piggy had roast beef, (Wiggle the “middle” toe)
This little piggy had none, (Wiggle the “ring” toe)
This little piggy cried “Wee! Wee! Wee!” all the way home. (Wiggle the “little” toe and tickle the bottom of the foot)

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The nursery rhyme achieves several things at once.

First, it’s a fun, interactive rhyme that can bond parents and children. Second, the rhyme teaches very rudimentary counting and the understanding of individual fingers and toes. Third, the rhyme, which was the 8th most popular nursery rhyme in 2009, according to a survey done in the U.K., teaches about different roles. One piggy goes to the market. One piggy eats. One doesn’t. One goes home. These are all separate, individual actions, reinforcing the idea of individuality to young children.

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Social media post reveals the unsettling truth about the first little piggy – Chicago Tribune

It had been many years since I’d thought of the five little piggies, protagonists of the first nursery rhyme I told my kids, the first nursery rhyme I heard and probably the first nursery rhyme my parents heard.

My children are young adults now, but back before they could walk, my wife and I would take their little bare feet in our hands as they lay in their cribs, wiggle each toe in succession starting with the big toe and … say it with me:

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“This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed home, this little piggy had roast beef, this little piggy had none and this little piggy …” the pinkie toe, voice rising to falsetto, “… cried wee wee wee all the way home.”

Tickles. Giggles. Repeat.

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It always struck me as a little weird that a pig would be eating roast beef. Is there no solidarity in the barnyard? But pigs are, in fact, omnivores. In 2012, according to news reports, they ate a 69-year-old farmer in Oregon after he fell in their pen.

Then the other day I was browsing my Twitter feed when I saw a posting from @AngelicGirlxD that changed everything: “I’m 22 years old,” she wrote Aug. 20, “and I just realized that ‘This little piggy went to … market’ doesn’t mean he went food shopping. ”

Ye gods. Of course! All these years I’d had in my mind’s eye the image of a pig standing on two feet, a hat on its head and a basket under its “arm,” waddling off to the grocery store to purchase edibles: apples. Carrots. Grain. Farmer-flavored biscuits.

But no. Obviously, no. I’m 60 years old, and I just realized that the fattest little piggy — the big toe — was being sold into slaughter. It went to the market, sure, but it never came back.

Many of the best-loved nursery rhymes have dark elements. Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater “couldn’t keep” his wife so he “put her in a pumpkin shell, and there he kept her very well” in domestic servitude and bondage.

Georgie Porgie “kissed the girls and made them cry,” making him the central villain in numerous #MeToo stories.

“Goosey Goosey Gander” takes a grim turn and becomes fodder for a PBS documentary about elder abuse and religious violence when the narrator meets “an old man who wouldn’t say his prayers” and accordingly takes “him by the left leg” and throws him “down the stairs. ”

And for potentially life-threatening injuries, you can’t beat the hapless infant’s plunge from the treetop at the end of “Rock-a-Bye Baby.”

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In contrast, the piggies from the rhyme that dates back several hundred years, always seemed like a merry lot. Sure, one stayed home, and one, for some reason, did not eat roast beef. But the wee-wee-wee was a squeal of porcine delight at the prospect of returning to the sty, right?

Yet the fate of the biggest oinker was always there in plain sight. It didn’t go to market, it was taken to be marketed. It had no agency. It was a product, not a customer.

Wee-wee-wee becomes the fearful yet ultimately fruitless cry of a creature that realizes it, too, was born to be sold and eaten.

This may be why some more sensitive souls have posted revisions that avoid the uncomfortable topic of butchery: “This little piggy ate blueberries/ This little piggy ate cheese ...” for example.

@AngelicGirlxD — her profile says she’s from Brooklyn — was not the first to post on this topic. I searched and found several piggy truther discussion threads over the years. But her tweet has gone viral and so far prompted more than 3,000 responses, many of them anguished:

“My whole childhood was a lie.” “I hate my newfound knowledge; ignorance was better.” “I don’t even know what’s real anymore.” “You've just made me very sad.” “He died?!?!! Noooooooooooo!” And so on.

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I posted click polls to Facebook and Twitter to try to measure reaction to this observation. On both platforms, only 18 percent of some 200 respondents claimed to have known that the first pig in the rhyme was not, in sad fact, off to pick up a few things at the store but instead was off to meet its maker. In comments, some have blamed illustrators of children's books for perpetuating the happier interpretation.

The results mean that, although 100 percent of you will find this topic trivial in light of all that is going on in the world, more than 80 percent of you will nevertheless find it relevant. As for me, when I have grandchildren, that first little piggy is going to go to Aldi.

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Poems about a pig for children from Alena Ranneva

Pavel Filatov 02/07/2019, 8:01

Hello, dear reader of the children's Internet publication "Churiki" .

poems

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Two pretty pigs

Two pretty pigs
We met by the river.
Scratched pigs' backs,
Scratched tongues.
They ate all the beets in the basket
And the pigs rushed home.

***

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Is the pig guilty? He spilled the jelly, climbed into the soup with his hands.
What a disgusting thing, what does it all mean:
Pushed my sister, was very rude to her?!”

And mother says sternly for half a day:
“He put a piglet in his own business.
How the pig squealed for some reason again,
What an ill-bred son you are!”

And there is an ordinary pig in the yard,
Hearing the conversation, not at all happy:
“After all, that child has not been brought up,
Believe me, it's not my fault at all!"

***

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Piglet

Piglet mother pig
In a puddle, he rubs his back with a washcloth.
The son replied: “Thank you,
So glad! OINK OINK OINK!"

***

Musician Pig
Alena Ranneva

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Piggy musician

Three pretty pigs
Couldn't buy boots,
Could not buy shirt-fronts,
Hats, slippers and pants.

I bought my favorite pigs
Both shirt-fronts and boots,
Well, the pigs are all squealing -
They don't want to take gifts.

They say to me: “Are pigs
Do they wear hats and boots?
And, of course, pants
Pigs don't need it!

As in pants and boots
Do decent pigs sleep in a puddle?!

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Caring pig

Got a pig for her husband
One big dryer.
For the youngest son
I bought two rugs.
And for the son of Proshka
Got three cakes.
For sister Arinka -
Milk four cups.
And for older sons -
Five ruddy rolls.
Six pancakes for a little daughter
She brought it in a bag.
Seven Pancakes
For granny pigs. nine0017 Eight buns
Aunt Piggy
(Piggy loves to eat buns).
Nine gingerbread for sister,
Ten cakes for yourself!

***

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A real piglet

Everyone praised the mother pig:
- My son is brave, not stubborn,
My baby eats everything,
And I'm happy to swim in a puddle.
Child loves dirt -
Real piglet.

***

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Lucky Pig

Our Pig
washed the back,
Washed the back
and barrel.
With soap pig
soap ponytail
And of course
piglet.

And she was
obedient:
Our pig -
well done!
And in the evening,
washing ears,
Became clean,
finally.

All wipes
ate at dinner,
ate soup
and vinaigrette,
Dozed off
in a warm puddle -
And happier
no pig!

***

* * *

Piggy complaint

Taking a bath in a puddle,
Piggy complained to her husband:
– Even though we are pigs,
I don't want to be a pig!

***

* * *

Resentment of the pig

Lying in a puddle on the back,
Mumps complained to the pig:
- And I'm a pig jackal
Called early in the morning!

Author: Alena Ranneva

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Piglet, Mr. Bill

Piglet, Mr. Bill,
He grew his belly in a year.
Like a balloon Bill's belly,
As if he ate five watermelons!

But Bill said with a grin:
- I swallowed my neighbor,
This harmful my neighbor
Stole my lunch this morning!

Mr. Bill is lying, of course -
He was fat from birth ...
I was told by the spinner on Wednesday,
That Bill doesn't have a roommate.

***

* * *

Pig Limericks

One cute pig
On the roof fell asleep in boots,
And very sorry,
What did not have time to shoot
Boots beautiful pig.

* * *
Happy Pig at the Market
I loved lying in a basket,
And lying in a basket,
Danced lezginka
Cheerful pig in the market. nine0003

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Khavronya named Kathy
Sat down to dinner in a beret,
But after eating your lunch,
filmed beret
And the unfortunate Kathy froze.

* * *
The piglet was very cheerful,
He did not go to kindergarten, and he did not go to school.
He wore a hat with a bow,
Himself amused,
That's why it was so funny!

***

* * *

Piggy Agafyushka

Piggy Agafyushka walked through the forest,
Piggy found a basket near the oak tree.
There were a lot of acorns in the basket,
What a gift for cute kids!

Can't wait for Agafya family:
Glorious daughters and sons,
But Agafya wanted to eat
And I decided to sit on the stumps.

Juicy acorns are asking in the mouth,
And the pig's belly swells.
The pig has a very good appetite,
Her belly doesn't hurt.

Empty basket, no acorns,
What will she feed the children?
Ashamed, insulting Agafya to tears,
Strongly swollen patch - pig's nose.

So the pig sits on the stump,
Her daughters and sons are waiting. ..
Piggy lost her peace from tears,
What does she need to come home with now?

or:
(Tears flow from her eyes in a stream -
How to return to her house without a gift).

***

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Gluttonous Piglet

Mother Piggy
Made an omelet.
My son wanted to eat -
And no more omelets!

Whatever you cook
Mother pig,
Piglet told her:
"I want to eat again."

***

* * *

Poet pig!

Piglet became a poet
And he wrote poetry for three days,
I managed to eat a notebook at the same time,
The pencil is all bitten. nine0003

The poet is exhausted:
- There is no rhyme for the word "PIGY"!
Overslept the night, called awake
Rhyme to the word "Piglet"

Glory to the good poet
This rhyme has a mustache,
She is also easy
He drinks milk from a saucer.

***

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Unhappy pigs

Rented for pigs
a new house in the forest.
Cozy, warm will be
the inhabitants in it.
There is a stove in the house
both wardrobe and bed,
But pigs that house
don't rush to take it off.
Domishko such
piglets do not need -
The house has no dirt
and there is no puddle.

***

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Diligent piglet

Third year piglet
Studying in first grade.
In a year, he will recognize the account
And learn to read!

***

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Greedy Piggy

Ruddy donuts, sweet buns
Piggy mother baked her daughter.
Daughter ate donuts and buns,
But I forgot to share with my friend.

***

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Demanding pig

Piggy dined with friends
And for the first time I tasted cabbage soup.
Since then, squeals stubbornly,
So that mom cooks cabbage soup.

***

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Piglet needs an umbrella

Piglet Feda
Umbrella is very necessary,
So that in the rain he could
Walk through the puddles.

***

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Piggy exercises

Look at it, guys,
Piggy can't sleep in the morning -
Piggy exercises
And hurry to stretch the hooves.

***

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Pig dreams The pig was dreaming -
I would then buy
Hat and boots!

***

Pig drawing

On my picture
Pink pig.
Tail - small hook
And a funny piglet.

The sun warms the pig's back -
Taking a bath piggy
Not simple - mud,
They are all pigs!

I will draw for a pig
And a bucket, and a trough.
Might be useful for the pig
White sheet? nine0003

I will draw a bed for her,
The pig will sleep sweetly in it.
Here is the soft duvet -
Will the pig be happy?

Well, what if it suddenly makes you feel bad,
The pig will be sad in the crib.
Then I'm next to a perinka
I'll draw a PUDDLE for a pig!

***

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Pigs learned to fly

Pigs learned to fly.
What a joy for all the piglets!
And now constantly somewhere
Pigs fly and fly.

Tucking in the hooves,
Straightening pigtails,
They fly over the capital,
Grunting loudly to everyone from above.

I will open all windows and doors.
I will only see my own piglets,
I'll invite them for tea and I'm sure
That in the evening they will arrive.

Bathe in a puddle near the house,
Grunt again good friends
And they will rush along the path of the familiar
Straight into the sky to the gray clouds. nine0003

It's so good in the sky, I understand!
I would also fly with them ...
But they will return. Promise!
To a warm puddle in their native land!

***

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Kusovok: Joking rhymes about PIGS

I want to share with you a selection of comic songs and rhymes about Pigs from the book by J. Silberg and P. Skiller "The Complete Collection of Poems and Songs, Rhymes and Rhymes, Games, Tongue Twists and Riddles for Children".

FUNNY PIGS
Touch your baby's fingers and toes while saying this rhyme.

This pig is dancing briskly,
This one is waving its tail at us,
This one is washing a snout,
This one is wearing a wig.
This one eats gingerbread,
And her name is Malyshka.

HUNGRY PIGS
Touch the baby's fingers and toes while saying this rhyme. nine0003

The piglet said: "I would like a dozen apples!"
The second: "Well, I would like corn on the cob!"
And the third asked: "Where can I get it? At the market?"
The fourth answered: "In the master's barn!"
In the barn suddenly the fifth "oink-oink!" shouted.
He was very fat - he got stuck in the door.

I WORD YOU ONLY

I'll tell you the truth, children,
Once I met
I am Piglet
Without a hat and without a wig!

And as an option for S.Ya. Yesterday at half past six I met two pigs No hats or boots.

  I give you my word of honor!  

GRANDPA AND PIG

Grandpa lived alone,
Grandfather had a pig,
Grandfather grazed the pig in the open.


The pig ate too much grass,
The stomach ached.
And grief happened to grandfather.

somehow the dog spaced


somehow the dog spaced,
Pig a cat was frightened:
"What now to do! How to do it! How to do it!0501
Why are we going to wash the floors now?! "