he little pig was very frightened, but he pretended not to be. He said, "These are fine apples, Mr. Wolf. I'll throw you one."
He threw down an apple, but it rolled away down the road. The wolf ran after it.
Then the little pig jumped down from the tree. He ran all the way home and shut his door quickly.
The wolf was very angry, but he still pretended not to be.
He went to the little pig's house and knocked on the door. "Little pig," he said, "if you will be ready at four o'clock this afternoon, I will take you to the fair. We will have some fun on the swings and roundabouts."
"Very well," said the little pig.
At two o'clock the little pig set off for the fair. He had great fun, riding on the swings and roundabouts.
Then he bought himself a butter churn. It looked like a big barrel.
As little pig was going home he saw the wolf coming up the hill. Little pig was very frightened, so he jumped inside his butter churn.
The butter churn began to roll over and over, down the hill. It rolled faster and faster. It knocked the wolf down.
The wolf did not know what had knocked him down. He was so frightened that he ran away as quickly as he could.
Little pig jumped out of his butter churn and carried it home.