English Fairy Tales. A1

creep – красться

on tiptoe – на носочках

makes up his mind – решает

try – пробовать

luck – удача

curious – любопытный

footstep – шаг

satisfied – удовлетворенный

forgetful – забывчивый

swear – поклясться

harp – арфа

weight – вес

axe – топор

fright – страх

The Story of the Three Little Pigs

There is an old pig with three little pigs. She does not have enough money to keep the little pigs, so she lets them go. The first pig that goes off meets a man with a bundle of straw, and says to him:

“Please, man, give me that straw to build me a house.”

The man does so, and the little pig builds a house with it. Then comes a wolf, and knocks at the door, and says:

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

To which the pig answers:

“No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin.”

The wolf then answers to that:

“Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in.”

So he huffs, and he puffs, and he blows his house in, and eats up the little pig.

The second little pig meets a man with a bundle of twigs, and says:

“Please, man, give me these twigs to build a house.”

Which the man does and the pig builds his house. Then along comes the wolf, and says:

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

“No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin.”

“Then I’ll puff, and I’ll huff, and I’ll blow your house in.”

So he huffs, and he puffs, and he puffs, and he huffs, and at last he blows the house down, and he eats up the little pig.

The third little pig meets a man with bricks, and says:

“Please, man, give me those bricks to build a house with.”

So the man gives him the bricks, and he builds his house with them. So the wolf comes to the third little pig, and says:

“Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”

“No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin.”

“Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in.”

Well, he huffs, and he puffs, and he huffs and he puffs, and he puffs and huffs; but he can not get the house down. When he finds that he can not, with all his huffing and puffing, blow the house down, he says:

“Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips.”

“Where?” says the little pig.

“Oh, in Mr. Smith’s Home-field, and if you will be ready tomorrow morning, we will go together, and get some for dinner.”

“Very well,” says the little pig, “I will be ready. What time do you want to go?”

“Oh, at six o’clock.”

Well, the little pig gets up at five, and gets the turnips before the wolf comes. The wolf comes to the pig’s house and says:

“Little Pig, are you ready?”

The little pig says: “Ready! I already have the turnips.”

The wolf is very angry, but he wants to catch the pig, so he says:

“Little pig, I know a nice apple-tree.”

“Where?” says the pig.

“Down at Merry-garden,” replies the wolf, “I will come for you at five o’clock tomorrow and we will get some apples.”