I am a pig, so I must learn from pig

 

“Why do you watch Rosita? Why don't you watch other animals?” Duck said. 

“Why do you want me to watch other animals?” I said. 

“Because you are a pig and Rosita is a pig too. You will not get anything from watching the pig. If you watch other animals, you will be able to learn from them.” 

“Why do I have to learn from other animals while I am a pig?” I stated. “I am a pig. I should watch anything about the pig to learn how the pig motivates themselves, encourages themselves, and solves their problems themselves.”

Nice bad guy

I was surprised as I opened my door and saw the crow piercing on a table in the yard. Her eyes were like panda’s eyes and she looked at me with a furious glance.

“Good morning,” I said. “What’s happened to your eyes?”

“Idiot,” the crow said. “I didn’t sleep for the whole night to get information for you and I waited for you here since the sun didn’t rise, and you just got up.”

“It’s not my fault to get up at lunch time.”

“I don’t want to argue with you. I came here to tell you that the wolf doesn’t give up on getting you. So be careful.”

“Oh, thank you for telling me. But why did you tell me? I think you want to eat me too.”

“Sure, I want to eat you. I told you this news to pay for your kindness that you gave me a straw to drink water last time.”

After telling it, the crow flew away.

Lazy

 

We were sitting by the lake.

“I am cold,” cow said.

“Pig,” duck called, “go to your house and take a sweater for cow.”

“No,” I said.

“You are lazy,” duck said.

“Right. Pig, you are lazy,” twin piggies said.

“Yes, I am,” I said with a smile. “If you are not lazy, go take it.”

Because she is who she is

“Piggy, there is a crow perching on a branch of a tree in front of your house. Aren't you afraid of it?” Cow, duck and twin piggies asked me.

“No,” I said.

They narrowed their eyes, “Why not?”

“Because I can see that she is a crow and she doesn't hide herself as a crow,” I said with a smile.

I am smart

When the sun set, while I was sleeping in my bed, there was a door knock.

“Grandma, is that you?” I asked.

“Yes dear. It's me, your grandma. Open the door,” the outsider said.

“I won't,” I said. “Because I don't have a grandma.”

I heard an angry voice of the wolf, then I heard it going back to the forest.