A True Letter From The Big Bad Wolf
Uncovered By Rhea Sethi
Dear whoever is reading this,
Yup. It’s me, the Big Bad Wolf. I know what you’re all thinking, “oh no! It’s the Big Bad Wolf!” In my defense, you don’t know the whole story. Sure, I blew down two of the Three Little Pigs’ houses (I dislike them), I’m sorry for eating Little Red Riding Hood (although it’s mainly her fault she got eaten as she showed up on my way), and yeah I ate the Little Boy Who Cried Wolf’s sheep (he provoked me by tickling me). Besides all that, I am a very likeable person. That is why I’m going to tell you what really happened in each of those events. Today, I’ll tell you about the terrible Three Little Pigs.
First off, let me say this: those pigs are awful! They are way too smart for their own good, by they I mean the third little pig. Let me tell you a few details you have most likely never heard before.
One day I came across a straw house with the first little pig inside. I asked the pig to let me in, he said no and I blew his house down, blah blah blah. Same with the second little pig except his house was made of sticks, I blew his house down nonetheless. I tried to blow the third little pig’s house down but it was made out of bricks, so that didn’t work! After that I tried in vain to trick the third pig into letting me in his house, as you can tell, it didn’t work. So, I tried to go down the chimney but there was a pot of boiling water inside the chimney. I fell in the pot and that was the end of me. So sad, am I right?! You’re probably wondering, “if you died in a pot, how did you send this letter?” well, I have my ways….😏
Anyway, the truth is an entirely different story. I lived next door to the pigs’ new houses so I baked cupcakes to welcome them to the neighborhood. But…… I am not a skilled baker so the cupcakes were more of a disaster. At least I tried! But I hoped that the pigs would see past that and appreciate my kind intentions. In fact, they did not! They literally threw the cupcakes in my face and laughed at me!! They are terrible neighbors! As you can imagine, I walked home shamefaced with my tail in between my legs and cupcakes on my face.
I then tried to welcome them a different way by offering them cards I made but they wouldn’t let me in! Instead, they laughed at me through the window. I got so mad I then did the rest of the things in the “original story”. But now surely you can understand why with this context!
Now you know that I am not as bad as I seemed, I hope you will read my future letters! Perhaps we could grab dinner sometime? And you may want to bring extra napkins…
Sincerely,
The BIG (Not so Bad) Wolf
