On a path, there were three pigs. each one had a house. The youngest made a house of straw. The others said. " Thy crazy the wolf will get thee" He ignored them. The middle child built his house of sticks. " Thy crazy, the wolf will get Thee." He ignored him. The third brother built his house of bricks. " Art thou crazy thou will never have fun in there." He ignored them.
One day the wolf was walking along the path. He saw the house of straw and knocked on the door. " Art thee sure it was the best idea to make thy house of straw." the wolf said. Then he used his breath to blow the house down and the pig ran to his brother's house. The wolf followed him. "I don't think that building thy house of sicks was a smart choice." The wolf said as he blew the house down.
As the house is blown over the pigs run to the third brother's house. The wolf sees and follows them. "thee were smart making thy house out of bricks. No matter my breath is stronger." said the wolf. As he tried to blow down the house he ran out of breath and passed out. From that day on all of the brothers' houses were made of brick.