2010년 9월 26일 일요일

The Three Pigs (Wolf's perspective)

   It was a warm, bright, sunny day and I was planning to travel around for a while because I lost my job, which was far from the country side. I walked and walked heavily on the crookedly road when I heard a melodious sound from the side of where the trees were growing in abundance. I was unsure of where I would stay during my travel, but I was sure I was going to sleep there for the night- where the harmonious music was playing from and where the trees breathed out fresh air.
   When I was getting nearer to the village, I saw these two little specks of pink running around mad, with their instruments, singing songs which made me very angry. They were insulting me, and other wolfs saying that they were not afraid of wolfs! I was so alarmed and I went up to them, looking buff. I was so hungry anyway, so I planned to catch them and eat them for supper. I was getting closer and closer to them and hid behind trees. Carefully and slowly, I went up to them and they saw me. WAM! They were wide-eyed and started running around with their tails wriggling. I chased after them and one of the pig was living in a straw house. What a fool. I knocked on the door, which I could feel was very fragile. I knocked on the door harder and harder and warned him that I was going to blow the house down. I have won in many competitions, comparing who had the strongest blow. I always won, so I was confident in blowing this house down. I got ready and puffed up my stomach. I blowed and the whole house fell down in a second. 
   I was eager for the pig because I was so hungry and I started chasing it. It squealed so loud that I wanted to squish it so bad but it went into another pig's house. The owner of this house was the other pig who was singing along. I was more mad at him because his house was made of branches and sticks! I was afraid of sticks, but I wanted to eat them so bad! The inside of my mouth was starting to feel numb because of all the saliva, which is really gross... I knocked on their door and told them to open the door. They did not respond so said I was going to leave. Yes, this was my plan! I was going to pretend to go out of the village but really just use my hands to make the sound of my foot steps. They were too naive that I was sure they would get deceived. After I left the gate of the village I dressed up in a sheep and laid in the front porch. It was really embarrassing but I couldn't help it! I was that hungry. I knocked on the door and told them I was a sheep who was lost but they did not open the door. I got so mad, mostly at the pathetic way I was dressed up in, but I puffed and puffed and blowed harder than the house made of straw. The roof went out and everything else did except the door. I was reveled and they started running to another house.
   I could not see any other house in the village so I thought the pigs were going to meet a dead end and they were going to get eaten by me. However, they ran into another house which was almost near the forest, which I couldn't see. I could not see the house because I was staring only at the two little pigs and wanting them for supper but I saw another plump pig who was opening the door for the two frantic pigs. The pig that opened the door for the two pigs looked very delicious that I was sure I was going to catch that pig and eat it for supper. Or eat the left over for a midnight's snack. I dressed up as a grandma who was selling toothbrushes so I had a pack of toothbrushes in my bag. When I knocked on the door, the plump pig opened the door! I was so shocked so I pushed the door very hard but there was a stupid little metal thing that kept me from pushing the door wide open. It was really annoying when that plump cute looking pig took my toothbrush from my hand and through it back to me. I was so angry that I thought of another idea to get into the house and this time, eat three delicious looking plump piggies. 
   This time, I jumped lightly up to the roof and found the chimney! I was so glad just by looking at it and I was eager to revenge and cook them. I imagined three pieces of pork on the kitchen table and slowly reached for the chimney. I fit myself in it and slowly went down and down. The closer I got down, the wider the chimney got and slipped out of the chimney falling quickly. I landed in a pot of warm water and I saw no pigs which really disappointed me. Then, I suddenly felt this bursting hot hot hot, very hot feeling on my bottom. I looked down and saw myself boiling in a pot of boiling hot water! 
    It hurt so much that I thought I needed to get some ice on my bottom and went back up the chimney like a bullet. I landed on the dirt and ran quickly to the road back home. I needed some ICE!