Yesterday, I asked M to rewrite the Three Little Pigs for me, just as a change of pace from our regular writing. She asked her 19 year old brother K to join in. I came back to two kids laughing so hard they couldn't speak, and the following story.
I would like to point out a) the excellent amount of writing M did; b) the mostly correct spelling and punctuation; and c) that she did not roll her eyes once when assigned this writing. I will not comment on the subject matter except to say that I had to keep my face very straight until I found a room I could laugh in out of sight. Sigh......
THE THREE LITTLE PIGS
Once upon a time, there was a flying cow- Oops! I mean 3 little pigs. One built a house out
of straw, the other built a house out of bouncy balls and the last pig built his house out of
boxes (as you can see, they are very resourceful).
One day a wolf came by and saw a straw house that the first pig had made. He decided to
go up and knock on the door and yell "Little pig, little pig, let me in!". The pig rolled out of bed,
took out his AK-47 and went to the door. He opened the door and yelled "FOO!! GET OFF
MY LAWN BEFORE I POP A CAP IN YO AZ!!" And the wolf ran like a little girl into the forest.
The wolf kept going along the path and kept thinking to himself how hungry he was. Just then
he came across a bouncy ball house and he thought to himself, "Am I in the right
story?!?!?!?!". He went up to the door and knocked on the door and yelled "Little pig, little pig,
let me in!" The second pig sighed and paused his game, walked over to the door and yelled
"Noob!! get off my lawn before I pull a 360 no scope on you and ban you from xbox live!!".
The wolf walked very confused (and not to mention hungry) back into the forest. Finally, he
came across a tasty sight: the third little pig was having a barbeque. The wolf went over to
the little pig and said "Can I please have a hamburger, I'm starving!" The pig replied "No
habla inglais", and the wolf screamed "I don't want to be part of this stupid story anymore!!"