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Thanks to the lull in the economy, things were not looking so hot for the Wolf family. Mama Wolf had just lost her job and Papa Wolf’s company had decided to fore go the annual turkey giveaway. Hopes for the typical Thanksgiving Feast had pretty much been shattered. It looked like the family would be lucky to have a meal at all. Things were so bad that Mama Wolf had already resorted to giving her portions to the rest of the family. She would starve before she would let her children go hungry.
Willy Wolf was the oldest of the Wolfs’ children and he was well aware of the sacrifices his parents were making for him and his siblings. There had to be something he could do. Thanksgiving had always been the family’s favorite holiday and it meant so much to his mother. He decided that he was going to take action. He quickly devised a plan of which will be revealed later on in the story.
His first mission was to go and invite some of the neighbors over for Thanksgiving dinner. The first house he came to was that of Peter Pig. Peter and his brothers were emancipated minors and each lived in their own separate houses. Peter was the youngest of the three brothers and lived in a very small house made of straw. Willy had to be very careful when knocking on the door. It wouldn’t take barely a breath to knock the whole house over. Knock! Knock! “Who is it?” whispered Peter before opening the door. “It’s me, Willy, your neighbor from down the street,” said Willy. Peter slowly opened the door and bluntly asked Willy what he wanted. “I know that times are tough right now and I thought it might help if we all got together and shared a Thanksgiving feast. Would you please come over to my house for Thanksgiving dinner. You can bring the apples,” said Willy. Peter agreed and Willy scampered on his way.
Next, he came to Paul’s house. Paul was the middle Pig sibling. He lived in a medium sized house made from sticks. It was a bit more sturdy than Peter’s house and that was a good thing because Willy was so excited that he almost broke down the door knocking. Knock! Knock! “Who is it?” asked Paul. “ It’s me your neighbor from down the street,” replied Willy. “What do you want?” rudely replied Paul. “I just wanted to ask you over for Thanksgiving dinner. Your brother has already agreed. He is even going to bring some delicious apples to it. Will you please come?” begged Willy. Paul reluctantly agreed and was assigned potatoes before Willy went on his way.
Lastly, Willy came to Phil’s house. He was the oldest of the Pig brothers and lived in a really nice brick house. Willy ran up to the door and knocked loudly. Knock! Knock! Knock! “Yes, Who is it? What do you want? Whatever you’re selling, I’m not buying,” said Phil. “Hold on, Hold on, I’m not selling anything. I’m just here to invite you to my house for Thanksgiving dinner. I have already visited with your brothers and they have both agreed,” reassured Willy. Phil apologized and quickly agreed but Willy was so excited he forgot to tell Phil what to bring.
Thanksgiving day came and Willy was so happy that he was about to burst. He couldn’t wait to see his parent’s faces when they found out what he had cooked up. The first to arrive was Peter. “Come on in, Peter. Why don’t you take those lovely apples and place them in that vat of boiling water?! They will make some delicious apple cider,” Willy said while licking his lips. Peter went in the kitchen and began placing the apples into the scalding hot water. As he was doing this, Willy came up and pushed him into the pot and closed the lid.
Just then, Paul knocked on the door. Willy ran to the door and urged him to enter.”Welcome! Paul! Why don’t you go into the kitchen and start peeling those lovely potatoes?! When you are finished you can start boiling them,” said Willy. Paul went into the kitchen and started peeling. As soon as he was done he found a pot and filled it with water. Soon the water was nice and hot and he started throwing the potatoes into it. Willy quickly rushed into the kitchen and pushed Paul into the pot and slammed the lid.
As the lid slammed, Phil showed up at the door. Knock! Knock! “Hold on just a second, I’m coming,” yelled Willy. Willy rushed out of the kitchen and straight to the door. “Nice to see you. I’m glad you could make it. I believe your brothers are in the kitchen. Why don’t you go on in there and see what they are doing?!” insisted Willy. “Ew! What is that delightful aroma!” Phil asked. “ Oh! That is just the main dish!” said Willy. “Wow! That smells heavenly. I can’t wait. When are we eating?” asked Phil. “That really depends on you,” answered Willy. “I’m ready to eat now,” said Phil. “I know you are!” exclaimed Willy as he gobbled Phil down. “Time to Eat!” Willy said to the rest of the family. They all dined on Ham and had a marvelous Thanksgiving!
Author’s Note: I used the English fairy tale of the Three Pigs as my inspiration this week. I changed a majority of the story but kept the characters primarily the same. The only real difference is the addition of names and the Wolf’s family. I twisted the original plot; however, some of the main elements still exist. The wolf is still looking to eat the pigs but goes about it in a different way. Also, the ending is changed because instead of the Wolf being boiled and eaten the pigs are.
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