"The wind was getting stronger, it was almost like a hurricane outside, the shutters rattled violently, it felt like very soon the roof would be ripped off! His screams grew louder, and terrified he huddled alone in a corner, and prayed for a miracle....suddenly the hurricane stopped!..the third little pig was safe, it was a good job he'd built his house out of bricks, as the big bad wolf had ran out of puff!"