The Four Little Pigs

Once upon a time there were four little pigs: Albert, Ben, Charles, and David. They lived in Wolfville and were having a very hard time. Three of the pigs decided to leave, but Albert refused to move because he liked the excitement, the parties, and the easy work. He had heard of other pigs being eaten by wolves, but he figured his odds were one in a million.

The other three pigs made their way slowly out of the city with all their stuff.

As they passed through the suburbs, Ben fell in love with the shopping malls and parks and homes that had their own yards. He promptly bought a lot and put a manufactured home on it.

He was preparing for a trip to the amusement park when his brothers asked, “Are you sure? Wolves are powerful and can rip through those flimsy walls in a minute. You know they can also affect the weather and blow your house off the foundation. Besides, you are still too close to Wolfville to escape their keen noses."

“Oh, stop worrying!” Ben exclaimed. “The suburbs are the place to be! Look how quickly I made a nice place for myself. Crime is low. The residents are classy. This is much better than the city!"

Ben stayed behind as the other two continued down the road for a better place.

A few days later they arrived in a quaint little tourist town. “This is the place!” argued Charles. “It’s friendly and hard working. The economy is good. Everybody bands together when times get rough. I’m staying!"

Charles bought 28 logs and began building a much more sturdy home than Ben’s.

David continued on to the foothills where he bought many acres and set to work building his house on a large outcropping of granite. He also planted gardens and orchards which produced abundantly enough to share with all the neighbors.

Year after year, the happy pig added to his homes size and strength. It was made of granite carved out of the bedrock and anchored deep into it. The walls and roof were so bonded together that they appeared as one. Overlaid with designs and precious stones, the beautiful home was a fortress capable of withstanding any assault.

One day, Charles came to visit. He was impressed with the strength and productivity of his brother’s place, but he questioned why so much time and labor were invested.

David replied, “Through wisdom is a house built; and by understanding it is established: And by knowledge shall the chambers be filled with all precious and pleasant riches."

Charles pooh poohed his brother’s philosophy. “Seems like you are a bit overzealous. Come see my place. It’s strong and I have time for other things."

The two pigs went to see Charles‘ house. There were the 28 big logs, each one indestructible, but they were just laid over each other with huge gaps for the wind. The windows and doors didn’t fit right and the roof was just one bad storm from collapse. “How is a wolf going to be kept out of this?” exclaimed David.

“What do you mean?” the brother replied. “The logs are indestructible! I met the requirements of making a house!"

“Yes, but look at how you put them together, or should I say, how you don’t have them bonded together! They are just a nicely arranged pile with the wind blowing through!”

Just then the earth began to shake, the horizon started to darken, and the wolves howled with hunger. All the pigs everywhere ran to their own homes to await the greatest of all tempests.