Gilly the Gadget Loving Wolf and Her Tech Blundering Experience
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Hello everyone - my name is Gilly, the wolf! I think you’ve all heard of the story of the “Three Little Pigs” before...well I’m here to tell you a different story - the true story. You see, I’m the wolf in that story, but I’m not so bad. I just wanted to make some friends in a new town! And things went wrong, very, very wrong.
“Do you want to play? - I’ll let you even control the drone yourself!”
It all started one summer when my family moved to a town called Peach Hill where they would design up and coming technologies. We lived in the woods, away from all the pig neighbors... because our neighbors were kind of scared of us. I spent the summer playing with a new toy drone my parents were working on at home. It was awesome! It flew around, could record videos, and was controllable with a hand-held remote. This was going to be the next new thing!
Eventually, I just got lonely. Every now and then I’d catch a few of the far away neighboring pig kids sneaking a peek at our family through the heavy forest next to my house. And then one day, I decided it was time to make some friends. So, I decided to follow them. With my drone and remote, I came upon a hill with three houses.
“If you ever come back I’ll kill you!”
The first house I approached was made of straw. I knocked on the door and there was no answer. I called out and still nothing. “Do you want to play? - I’ll let you even control the drone yourself” Still nothing! I let out a big "HUFF" of disappointment, and much to my dismay, the huff blew down the whole house! After the dust settled, laying in the middle of the house was the dead poor little pig I was trying to befriend. I remembered back to my mother telling me to never let any food go to waste. And, thinking about it, it had been a couple hours since I had my breakfast. So, without any further deliberation, I decided to have a snack.
I killed the big bad wolf!
I moved on to the next house, this time being made of sticks. I knocked on the door, called out, and again no answer. I thought that maybe if I flew my drone, the pig would see it and come out to play! I grabbed my remote controller and up it went. While it was flying over the house, I called out again and still no answer. At that time I let out another “HUFF” of disappointment. Once again, the whole house fell down! Laying in the rubble of the house was the second pig. Once again I thought of my mother scolding me for leaving perfectly good food unattended. And, come to think of it I was sort of still hungry, so I gobbled him down too.
Finally, I moved on to the last house made of brick. After noticing a chimney, I thought that I could send the drone down the stack so the pig would realize what he was missing! But, it got stuck! Mom and Dad would be very angry that I lost their prototype so I decided I had to climbed down the chimney to get it. I crawled in and grabbed the drone, so close to the boiling pot at the bottom! Then, I slipped, smashing the camera and dropping my tail into the boiling pot! I scampered down the roof, damaged drone in hand, hearing the squeals of the pig yelling after me. This would be the last time I ever set foot near the pigs.
I arrived home that night with a burnt tail and still no friends. About a week later, a pig was going around saying that he had killed a wolf hunting down pigs. He was a local hero for the pigs in town. Even though the pig was lying, I didn’t have the heart to tell my parents. I am still too embarrassed to admit anything about the whole situation. I broke their rules, strayed from our home, and caused a big ruckus in my new town. And so the secret will remain safe with me...
What a hero!
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