the three little pigs by james marshall read aloud

Jim Harris has done this story three times in variations.

My favorite Pig drawing is his huffing and puffing:

The fourth house is counter-intuitive, built of flowers and the Pig is swept into a tarantella from the scent ecstasy. I like that detail, because it's important. Each time the wolves escape with only their teapot. And the armored steel house (materials provided by a rhinoceros) is dynamited. The handsome concrete house is destroyed with a jackhammer. The Pig's anger is never explained, but he comes with a sledgehammer. I do these threads on my laptop, as I haven't succeeded adding images from my phone.Īnyway, these brother wolves cooperatively build their houses, and the first is of brick. The first line captures the turn around view of 'three cuddly little wolves with soft fur and fluffy tails.' (I see the same efforts done by two other authors, referencing 'the big bad hungry pig' and 'the big bad boar.' Single copies on LT, so very little info found.) I own a couple and have ordered a dozen from the library.Įugene Trivizas wasn't the first to turn the story around, but his partnership with Helen Oxenbury, in 1989, produced a very successful The Three Little Wolves and the Big Bad Pig. Meanwhile, here are some print versions of the story. I promise I will take pictures soon and share them. They all live, unlike most of the traditional renditions.

It is EXCITING! No pigs are harmed in this activity. When I ask what the pig says responding to the Wolf's knock, T burbles out the right line and I can almost hear her little heart speeding up THUMP, THUMP, ready to race that little piggie to the next house. These are all dollhouse sized, from when daughters were small.īut I did find three pigs and we made houses for them of the appropriate materials and borrowed the Wolf from Red Riding Hood. We do polar bears and brown bears and frogs and turtles, but until the pigs, T spent most time with a pack of dogs and a few cats. I have a respectable collection of farm animals in a wooden barn, as well as collections here and there of other species too. One day, my voice gave out (I'm the big bad you-know-who) and I hid the wolf for a few days to recover. But not in book form! We act it out, we two. My impetus this time is my granddaughter. As I've done before, I intend a survey of the books, authors and illustrators of this classic tale.

The three little pigs by james marshall read aloud