Three Little Pigs Translated by Andi

This time I decided to bring to you a reviewed version of a classic story. By “reviewed” I don’t mean a linguistic analysis, but a different version having language and translation as part of them. Making the protagonist of our industry the protagonist of these stories

Three Little Pigs

Today seems to be a typical day in the forest, but not to three wild pigs. It was their first day alone out into the world. The first step was to have a roof over their heads. They didn’t know how to build a house, but their mother told them that there was a famous Builder Bear nearby. The only big problem was that this bear came from far away and spoke a different language. Only the Wise Owl understood all animals.

The first pig didn’t care so much, so he just built himself a house with straw. ‘It wasn’t that difficult; I don’t understand how the rest have so much trouble” he said to his siblings; and went to play with his friends.

The second pig didn’t like his brother’s house and went to look for the bear. “The owl? Nah, how hard can it be to understand each other. I have listened to the bear before. I don’t need the owl”. When he found the bear, the pig started talking slowly, and the bear raised her right eyebrow and pulled down the left one. The pig continued talking but now louder. Now the right eyebrow of the bear was down too, with a puzzling look; so the pig resorted to exaggerated gestures, pointing, and mimics until the bear went to his place. The pig started using some mud to build something that looked more like a blot in a landscape than a house. The pig over-pronounced “thank you” in an effort of expressing his gratitude, and the bear went away still with one eyebrow down. The chest of this second pig was as big as his shapeless house, feeling proud of himself.

The third pig wasn’t convinced by her brothers’ houses, so she went directly to the owl and asked him to help her communicate with the Builder Bear. The owl accepted and intervened between the Bear and the Pig so that they could communicate and come to an agreement. And so it happened, the piggy ended up with a fantastic house made of bricks.

When the sun came down, the predators came out. A hungry fox could smell something tasty inside that bunch of straws so he huff and puff and blew down the first pig’s house. The pig couldn’t believe it. He was scared to the bones and flew away to his second brother’s house. The fox followed him and smelled twice tastier than before. Thus, he huffed and puffed, but nothing happened to the mud; so he huffed and puffed harder. The house shattered into millions of earth pieces, becoming dust.

The piggies were shaking with fear and run fast to their sister’s house; behind them, the fox getting closer and closer. When the fox was about to reach one leg, the pigs entered the house. Now, starving, the fox huffed and puffed with all its strength, but the house didn’t move. The fox tried again and again until he got too tired and went away.

Once safe and sound, the pigs asked the Owl and the Bear for help. They ended up having their houses just in the way they liked, followed by a delicious feast honoring the Owl and Bear for their help. All in all, the pigs understood that each craft should not be underestimated, including the ones dedicated to communication.

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