Three Little Pigs

How immune and well-fortified is the house?

Living some years outside my beloved Jordan, I realized that humidity problems are not a must, where by living in Amman, I always had this problem in my houses. Strangely, I once spent 8 months in a house on the sea in Europe and had no humidity problems there at all. By humidity problems I mean the corrosion of the wall’s paint and any likes. It seems that the civil engineers in Jordan prefer to use cheap materials for building houses, or maybe they do not do their job right (little isolation).

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs. They were moving out after living enough with their mom, they were different, even though the same mom carried them and they had the same father. The first step they had to do for each is to build a new house. “Straw is light, I am too lazy to use any other material to build my house” said the too lazy brother, “I’d rather play cards and watch TV like most Arabs do”. He went to the field nearby, got some straw and built his house in three hours, it looked nice, the too lazy pig went to have fun around, he couldn’t be happier, as it looked really nice. “Straw is very light, but it may get cold, sticks would do it, I am lazy to use something heavier to build my house with” said the lazy pig-brother, “I’d rather work on something else tomorrow than spend a lot of time in making my house” thought a little bit, then said “sticks should do it” trying to convince himself “sticks are surely better than straw”. Seven hours later the house was ready, it looked nice the lazy brother went to have fun around, he couldn’t be happier. “Straw and sticks? No way,” said the third brother “It would take me more time but I should use something stronger for my house” thought the third brother “I want to feel safer, warmer and stronger,,, I will build my house out of bricks” decided the third brother. It took him a lot of time and power to gather the bricks and transfer them, he got too tired, his brain even started seducing him to stop while watching his two brothers playing around. “No I should finish what I started” he said. Three days later, his house was ready, his muscles too, for a long deserved sleep.

Once upon a time, there was a father; He had 10 sons, and 2 daughters (who will not play any roll in this story). He unfortunately was very old and sick, on the edge to the other side. He asked his 10 sons to gather around him and gave them each a stick, asked them to break it, they all did, easily, and then he gave each 10 sticks, and asked them again to break it.

I started to have a belief that this is how these stories are given in our schools, without the end. Anyway those were not the whole stories.

A wolf was walking by, hungry and searching for an easy prey, walking out of the forest, he saw a house made of straw, “it couldn’t get any better” said the wolf, "lets see if this house has an owner". He went nearer, and through the window, he saw the too lazy pig, “little pig little pig, let me in” said the wolf. “No I wont let you in, not by the hair on my chinny chin chin” shouted the too lazy pig, “OK” said the hungry wolf, “then I will huff and puff and blow your house in” so he huffed and puffed and blew that house in, then he ate the too lazy pig, seconds before the hungry visitor, the too lazy pig was visited by regret. Next, in his way back, the wolf saw a house of sticks, he wasn’t that hungry, but why not? He went nearby and through the window saw the lazy brother, did the same with him, exactly as regret did. From that point, the wolf could see the third house, he was more than happy, its his lucky day, he is strong and they were stupid. The wolf came near the third house, and shouted at the pig to let him in, the pig refused, so he huffed and he puffed, but the house was not blew in. because it was made of bricks, strong bricks.

None of the brothers could break the 10 sticks together; the father said that no one will be able to break his sons as well, if they stick together.

Sometimes I wonder what part in these stories couldn't we understand