Once Upon a Time… We asked students to come up with their own Beijing adaptation of their favorite childhood fairy tales. Thank you to all the students who have submitted their work. We’ll be publishing them online and selecting the best story that fits all the criteria to be included in the upcoming issue of Jingkids.
The Three Little Pigs and Snow White
by Giulia Falqui (Age 8)
Once upon a time, not long ago, maybe 5 or 4 years ago, there lived three happy pigs. They were minding their own businesses and lived in their houses made of straw, wood, and bricks.
One sunny morning, the wolf came sneaking down through the beautiful lovely garden path. He banged on the door of the straw house and screamed: “If you do not open, I’ll blow and blow and blow and blow your house down!”
So, the nasty wolf did. The straw flew in every direction. The first little pig ran over to his very clumsy brother’s house and loudly slammed the door behind him.
The wolf followed him and banged the door of the wooden house.
“Open the door! Otherwise, I’ll huff and puff and blow your house down!”
He huffed and puffed until the house exploded very loudly.
The two frightened little pigs ran away with all their strengths and went to their older, mature, sensible, and bossy brother’s house. This time the wolf saw that the house was built out of mega-super-strong bricks, so he gave a mega-big-super-GIGANTIC punch and the house broke into a million-billions-trillion-gazillion pieces.
In front of this scene, the three pigs ran as fast as they could to Snow White’s castle, which was just around the corner. They saw some guards who stopped them and asked: “Are you lost, little cute piggies?”
“No, they screamed super loudly: “There is a big, mean, nasty wolf clearly chasing us!” explained the three pigs.
“Ok, ok,” the guards said, a little surprised and convinced. “Come in. The princess loves and really likes to have visitors, especially little animals like you, cute, little, adorable pigs.”
Princess Snow White was also a big lover of noodles. So were the dwarfs. She adored noodles so much that she could eat them for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and as snacks during the day. Even during a feast! She had become a very chubby princess.
When the three pigs entered the castle, Snow White had just started her seventh bowl of noodles. “Ah!”, she said when she saw the three cute little pigs ”Please, join my absolutely wonderfully delicious yummy noodly feast!”
“We’d love to!”, said the pigs, “Thank you!” The youngest pig said, in a rather scared and frightened way, “Do you like wolves?”
Meanwhile, the wolf had tracked them to the castle, but luckily there were the guards outside. The wolf sneakily said: “I am just looking for three little pigs.” The guards looked at the wolf and said: “We do not allow pigs in the castle.” The wolf replied: “I thought Snow White liked animals. I read that somewhere.”
“Well,” said the guards, “She does like animals, but we do not have pigs in the castle right now. Especially not three little pigs.”
The wolf left growling to himself: “I will plan another way to get into the castle. The guards will understand that I am the strongest, most handsome, and the skinniest wolf that ever lived in the neighborhood.
So, he came back to the castle and tried to go through one extremely tiny but high window; his legs, however, got very tight and stuck into it.
Then he tried to disguise himself as a very peculiar and weird but friendly noodle vendor, wearing some fake mustaches that were almost falling off.
The guards were talking to each other, so it took a while to see the wolf. They finally saw him and let him in. But when he poured boiling hot water over noodles, his mustache fell in the boiling hot water. The pigs recognized him so the servants threw him out of the window.
The wolf climbed up the very golden and shining roof of the castle. This was a bit tricky for him. He then went down through the kitchen chimney. Using the chimney, the best chef in the castle was making noodles and boiling, boiling, boiling, boiling a lot of hot water. Down came the wolf and PLOP he landed right in the middle of the noodle soup: bull’s eye!
The chef was astonished. The servants picked up the screaming wolf with his boiling bottom and threw him out of the window, again.
“Maybe I should get some other pigs for myself,” said the wolf jumping away and holding his bottom. He then ran back to his home and never dared to come back. He already got a burnt bottom which became all black.
Two years later the princess became queen. Snow White was so chubby that she needed to sit on two chairs because on one she would fall off. On her side, there were three chubby-really-chubby pigs, very different from how the skinny wolf would remember them at the beginning of this story.
They all lived happily ever after. Except for the wolf.
THE END
Giulia Falqui is an Italian/Brazilian eight-year-old. She was born in Manila with her twin sister Camilla and has lived in the Philippines and Thailand. Falqui is a G3 student at Western Academy of Beijing. Her hobbies include singing, playing guitar, and piano. She likes to write stories and get inspiration from movies and books that she reads. Falqui feels most happy when she’s traveling with her family and is a lover of spaghetti and parmesan as well as chocolate, carrots, and cucumber.
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