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The Three Little Pigs
Mrs Pig was very tired: 'Oh dear,' she said to her three little pigs, 'I can’t do this work anymore, I’m afraid you must leave home and make your own way in the world.' So the three little pigs set off.
The first little pig met a man carrying a bundle of straw.
'Excuse me,' said the first little pig politely. 'Would you please sell some of your straw so I can make a house?'
The man readily agreed and the first little pig went off to find a good place to build his house.
The other little pigs carried on along the road and, soon, they met a man carrying a bundle of sticks.
'Excuse me,' said the little pig politely. 'Would you please sell me some sticks so I can build a house?'
The man readily agreed and the little pig said goodbye to his brother.
The third little pig didn’t think much of their ideas:
'I’m going to build myself a much bigger, better, stronger house,' he thought, and he carried off down the road until he met a man with a cart load of bricks.
'Excuse me,' said the third little pig, as politely as his mother had taught him. 'Please can you sell me some bricks so I can build a house?'
'Of course,' said the man. 'Where would you like me to unload them?'
The third little pig looked around and saw a nice patch of ground under a tree.
'Over there,' he pointed.
They all set to work and by nighttime the house of straw and the house of sticks were built but the house of bricks was only just beginning to rise above the ground. The first and second little pigs laughed, they thought their brother was really silly having to work so hard when they had finished.
However, a few days later the brick house was completed and looked very smartwith shiny windows, a neat little chimney and a shiny knocker on the door.
One starlit night, soon after they had settled in, a wolf came out looking for food.
By the light of the moon he espied the first little pig’s house of straw and he sidled up to the door and called:
'Little pig, little pig, let me come in.'
'No, no, by the hair of my chinny chin chin!' replied the little pig.
'Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!' said the wolf who was a very big, bad, and a greedy sort of wolf.
And he huffed, and he puffed and blew the house in. But the little pig ran away as fast as his trotters could carry him and went to the second little pig’s house to hide.
The next night the wolf was even hungrier and he saw the house of sticks. He crept up to the door and called:
'Little pig, little pig, let me come in.'
'Oh no, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!' said the second little pig, as the first little pig hid trembling under the stairs.
'Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!' said the wolf.
And he huffed, and he puffed and he blew the house in. But the little pigs ran away as fast as their trotters could carry them and went to the third little pig’s house to hide.
'What did I tell you?' said the third little pig. 'It’s important to build houses properly.' But he welcomed them in and they all settled down for the rest of the night.
The following night the wolf was even hungrier and feeling bigger and badder than ever.
Prowling around, he came to the third little pig’s house. He crept up to the door and called:
'Little pig, little pig, let me come in.'
'Oh no, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!' said the third little pig, while the first and the second little pigs hid trembling under the stairs.
'Then I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house in!' said the wolf.
And he huffed, and he puffed and he blew but nothing happened.
So he huffed and he puffed and he blew again, even harder, but still nothing happened. The brick house stood firm.
The wolf was very angry and getting even bigger and even badder by the minute.
'I’m going to eat you all,' he growled, 'just you wait and see.'
He prowled round the house trying to find a way in. The little pigs trembled when they saw his big eyes peering through the window. Then they heard a scrambling sound.
'Quick, quick!' said the third little pig. 'He’s climbing the tree. I think he’s going to come down the chimney.'
The three little pigs got the biggest pan they had, and filled it full of water and put it on the fire to boil. All the time they could hear the sound of the wolf climbing the tree and then walking along the roof.
The little pigs held their breath. The wolf was coming down the chimney.
Nearer and nearer he came until, with a tremendous splash, he landed in the pan of water.
'Yoweeeee!' he screamed, and shot back up the chimney thinking his tail was on fire.
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Once upon a time there were three happy little pigs.
The first little pig played the flute, the second little pig played the violin and the third little pig played the piano.
One day their mother said, "Dearest sons, you are old enough and big enough to leave home and start your own life. Be wise and take good care of yourselves and of each other." So the three pigs left home and they each decided to build a house.
The first little pig gathered some straw and built his house very quickly. “Now the wolf can’t catch and eat me," he said happily and went back to playing the flute and dancing.
The second little pig made his house of sticks. “Great!” he thought, "Now the wolf can’t eat me either!” His house didn’t take very long to build either and he soon joined his brother playing games and making music.
They were playing and singing, and all the while the third little pig was still building his house of bricks. The other two little pigs laughed at him for working so hard, but he didn't mind. Instead he said, "When the big bad wolf comes, you'll see what happens!"
Some time later, the pigs were working outside, when all of a sudden the big bad wolf came.
Each pig went into his house to hide. “Little pig, little pig, let me come in!”, said the wolf to the first little pig. “Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!”, said the first little pig bravely. “Then I’ll huff and I'll puff, and I’ll blow your house in!”, the wolf said.
He huffed and he puffed and he blew the first little pig's house away. The pig squealed and ran to his brother's house, but the wolf huffed and puffed and blew away the stick house too.
The two little pigs squealed and ran into the brick house their brother had built.
The wolf huffed and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, but even with all that huffing and puffing he couldn't blow the brick house down. But this was a cunning wolf. He had another idea. He decided to break in the house through the chimney! But the clever little pig had already thought of that.
There was a pot of boiling water simmering away on the fire. The big bad wolf fell into the hot pot and he died.
The two pigs understood their brother's lesson and decided not to be lazy any more. The very next day they built houses of bricks. Now the first and the second little pigs had all the time in the world to play the flute and the violin and to sing. The third little pig accompanied them on the piano and the three lived happily every after, safe and sound in their little brick houses.
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“Tale of three piglets” in the retelling of S. Mikhalkov
or-there were three little pigs in the world. Three brothers.
All 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 autumn has come.
The sun was not so hot anymore, 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 didn't 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.
- Good luck! Winter is still far away. We'll take a walk, - said Nif-Nif and rolled over his head.
- When necessary, I will build a house for myself, - 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.
It was getting colder and colder every day. 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 would be 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:
You'll get 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.
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,
A new house, a solid house,
I am 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, your house is 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.
And the two brothers, very pleased that they had nothing else to worry about, 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? - the surprised Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf shouted in one voice. - What is it, a pig house or a fortress?
- Piglet's home 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 spread 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:
I am, of course, smarter than everyone,
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house from stones,
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world,
A cunning beast, a terrible beast,
Will not burst into this door,
Into this door, into this door!
— 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.
- 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 both of them 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.
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Good afternoon! "A fairy tale is a seed from which a child's emotional assessment of life phenomena sprouts.
" ( V.A. Sukhomlinsky).
All children love fairy tales. A fairy tale enters the life of a child from a very early age, accompanies him throughout preschool childhood and remains with him for life. Fairy tales are very important for the development and upbringing of children. It is important to choose a fairy tale according to the age of your child. The fairy tale "The Three Little Pigs" is fun to read at any age. It is understandable for the perception of a child from the age of 3. Read a fairy tale slowly, but not monotonously, try to convey the music of rhythmic speech. Play with your voice: read faster, then slower, then loudly, then quietly - depending on the content of the text of the fairy tale.
Try to convey in your voice the nature of the characters - the wolf and the piglets, as well as the funny and sad situation, but do not "overdo it." Excessive dramatization prevents the child from reproducing in his imagination the pictures drawn by words. If you have forgotten a fairy tale or you have a book without illustrations, then you can refer to this site.
http://miniskazka.ru/mirov_europa/tri_porosenka.html
you can listen to an audio recording
do this after a while, inviting him to consider illustrations for a fairy tale.
- How are brothers alike? What are they? How is Naf-Naf different from his brothers? How did you guess?
- How did Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf work? You can also say that they worked carelessly, i.e. didn't try at all.
- How did Naf-Naf work? And you can also say: in the sweat of your face, tirelessly.
- Pigs had fun, they frolicked, played. What happened, why did they decide to build houses?
- If the child is having difficulty answering a question, ask him:
- At what time of the year does the story take place? How did you guess?
- Who was the first to build a house? What material? What Naf-Naf? (hardworking).
- What were the other pigs doing?
- What were Nif - Nif and Nuf - Nuf? (lazy). Who is called lazy?
- And who built the house the fastest? Why? Got a strong house?
- What material were the houses of Nif-Nif and Nuf-Nuf built from?
- What do you think, which material is stronger: leaves, twigs or bricks?
- And how did you guess that the houses made of twigs and leaves are not strong?
- And what happened in the fairy tale?
- Show how scared the pigs were , how they were shaking.
How frightened the piglets, fleeing from the wolf: “From fear, they ... (legs were taken away), each bristle ... (trembled), noses ... (dry). Yes, and squealed throughout the forest. - And what was the wolf? (angry, angry, scary, hungry).
You can offer to show brave, joyful piglets , when they were very happy that they drove the wolf away. Sing a song from a fairy tale.
I have a good house,
A new house, a solid house.
I am not afraid of rain and thunder,
Rain and thunder, rain and thunder!
You will go around half the world,
You will go around, you will go around,
You will not find a better home,
You will not find, you will not find
Of course, I am smarter than everyone,
Smarter than everyone, smarter than everyone!
I build a house of stones,
From stones, from stones!
No animal in the world,
Cunning beast, terrible beast,
Will not burst into this door,
Into this door, into this door!
One can express the idea that the wolf is angry, scary, evil, because no one loves him.
Let's make the wolf not like that, let's give him a gift.
Application "Heart for a wolf".
This fairy tale should be used to show the child what carelessness and laziness lead to. Show an example of disinterested friendship: when the wolf destroyed the brothers' houses, the Naf-Naf piglet, whose house turned out to be the strongest, let the brothers in and saved their lives. Your child will certainly appreciate this act, remember the correct behavior model.
Materials from the sites are used in the publication
Author-compiler O.S. Yukhneva (specialist of the IMC "Alternativa")
http://dlya-detey.com/skazki/russkie-narodnie/133 tri-porosenka.html
https://zen.yandex.ru/media/id/5cd2ec2564d6ee00aeac49d2/chtenie-skazki-na-noch-osobennosti-chtoby-ne-poteriat-vremia-vpustuiu-razvivaem-malysha-igraia-5ce2ba2b6d578000b24019d9
https://blog.dohcolonoc.ru/entry/rabota-s-roditelyami/rol-skazki-v-razvitii-i-vospitanii-rebenka.
