The Three Little Pigs
"Leave me now, go and build homes for yourselves. I want you to live. I am ill, I can no longer support this little family, and I fear that the big, bad wolf is soon to come." The mother pig squeaked softly to her three children.
"The big, bad wolf?" wondered the littlest pig. He, then, ran to his mother and gave her a hug. "Mother," gasped the pig, "you are so warm! You must be burning a 270 degrees celsius temperature!"
"You don't know anything!" bellowed the eldest pig. "Mother can't have a 270 degrees celsius temperature!" The pig ran to retrieve the thermometer from the medicine cabinet in his mother's bathroom. The pig ran back to his mother's room to put the thermometer in her mouth. "Here," said the pig, "put this under your tongue.
As they waited for the thermometer to adjust, the other pig watch the temperature incline up the thermometer until it finally stopped. "You are quiet warm!" he insisted, "You are 105 degrees fahrenheit. If you subtract 105 from 32, multiply by 5, and divide by 9 you would be at a 40.5 degree celsius temperature!" He, then wailed, " Oh, how awful is this?"
"Don't worry about me, but you must go now! Hurry! Hurry! Go! Go! Go, before the big, bad wolf come!" Mother pig pointed in the direction of the door as the three pig filed out of the door. As the pigs left, they fondly waved good-bye to their mother.
When they were starting to walk out, the littlest pig happened to see a kangaroo walking down the path. The kangaroo was carrying a wheel barrow, and inside the wheel barrow, there was a ton of hay. "Hey!" thought the pig, "That is what I should use to build my new home!" The kangaroo turned, and saw before him, a pig who stared at the hay in his wheel barrow. "Can I have some of your hay?" asked the little pig.
"What for?" asked the kangaroo.
"I need to build a house, so the big, bad wolf won't catch me. I have no home." the pig said, then admitted, "I have no money, either."
"Here," said the kangaroo, "take this." the kangaroo said giving the barrow of hay to the pig as he walked and whistled away. As the kangaroo got further and further away, the pig realized that the speed of sound he was whistling at was 270 meters per second. He notice he started counting where the rock was. If the pig walked at 1.4 meters per second and the distance would have to be 245 meters. The sound took 0.80 seconds to reach the pig, and speed equals distance over time. That was how he determined his clever answer. However, there are some factors that made the speed what it was. For instance, the pig knew that the temperature and the humidity in the air during that time of day also played a big role in his out come.
Anyway, the pig went on. He rolled the wheel barrow past the big oak tree to a spot under a leafy tree. "This is where my house will be." the pig said as he gazed around at his new surroundings. After the little pig fishes building all of the wall to house made out of hay, he decides to make a pulley so he can help himself up to build the roof a little easier. He decides that he will build a pulley with a mechanical advantage of 3. "A block and tackle should do it." he decides. Because the pig was only 15 pounds, he figured that would be just right for him.
Finally, the pig had finished the pulley, and he started to lay each piece of hay atop the branches that would support the home. When completed his house, he went inside to have a cup of hot tea in the comfort of his new home. Just as he poured the tea, there was a loud thump on the door. "Oh boy", the thought. "I love company!" There was another loud thump on the door. Just then, he thought that maybe it was the wolf at the door.
"Little pig, little pig, let me in" came a steady deep voice from from the front of the house. The pig crept to the window of his kitchen to see who was at the door. The gave a gasp. "It's the wolf!" he cried.
"Oh , little pig, little pig, let me come in!" The wolf got louder and louder and more more impatient.
"No!" the pig cried in a frightened voice, "not by the hair on my chiny, chin, chin!" the pig searched hysterically for a way out of the house. Finally, he saw a window that he could use to escape.
"Then, I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow the house in." The wolf called in anger. Under his breath, the pig heard the wolf mutter, "When I get in there, I'm going to eat you!"
"I'm not opening the door!" The pig called as he escaped through the window just in time.
The wolf huffed, and he puffed, and he blew the whole house in! However, when looked around for the pig, there was no pig in sight. "He must have gotten away!"
While all of this was happening, the pig came across a beaver at a beaver dam. The pig told the beaver that he had many sticks and asked if he could have some. The beaver gave the pig as many as he wanted. The pig watched the beaver swim around the pond. The pig began keeping track of how fast the beaver was swimming. "One, two, three, four" the pig counted. It took the beaver 10 seconds to swim one lap around the pool. After the beaver was gone, the pig walked around the pond. If walk at 1.0 meter/second, and it took me a 100 seconds to walk around the pond, then the pond must be 100 meters around. Then after doing calculations in his head, he realized the the beaver was swimming at 10 meters per second.
The pig carried his sticks to his building site. He began building his house. After finishing with the walls, the roof, he decided to make the front door. First, he peeled off a piece of bark from a tree. "This front door will turn out to be a first class lever", he thought. After the pig was finished making the front and back doors, he decided to make a fresh cup of tea.
Suddenly, just as he poured his tea, there was a loud, booming, "BANG, BANG, BANG." It was only the other pig.
Later, the wolf did come. The wolf shouted, "LET ME IN!"
"Not by the hair on our chiny, chin, chins!" called the pigs as they escaped through the back door. "Then I'll blow your house in!" The wolf blew the house in with one try.
However the wolf saw the pigs running up the street and he started to chase them. The pigs saw a bright brick house at the end of the street and ran into the house and blocked the door behind them.
Suddenly, there was a big whack at the door. "LET ME IN!" howled the wolf. "Not by the hair on our chiny, chin, chins" cried the three pigs. The wolf tried to blow the house down, but could not make it come down. He then saw the chimney and jumped down the stack. The acceleration due to gravity is 9.8 meters/second/second. The height that he fell was exactly 9.8 meters and he died one second after he jumped down the stack. Then, the pigs and their mother lived happily ever after in the brick house at the end of the road.
The End.
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