Two bedtime stories for my son who wanted stories about penguins.

A repost from December 22, 2008

The Tale of the Three Little Penguins

Once there were three little penguins who decided to leave home and make their way in the world. The first little penguin decided to build his house of icicles, so he built it and moved in. The second little penguin decided to build his house of snow, so he built it and moved in. The third little penguin wanted a much stronger house and he decided to build his house of great big blocks of solid ice, so he built it and moved in.

The first little penguin heard a knock on his door. “Who’s there?” he said. “It’s the big bad walrus!” came the answer; “Little penguin, little penguin, let me come enguin!” The first little penguin said “Enguin?” and then called in a louder voice “Not by the feathers on my chinny-chin-chin!” The big bad walrus then roared, “Then I’ll snort and I’ll blort and I’ll blow your house in!” And he snorted, and he blorted, and HE BLORTED, AND HE SNORTED and he blew the house in. As the icicles crashed down, the first little penguin waddled off as fast as his little feet could carry him to his brother’s house of snow. And the big bad walrus waddled after him in pursuit.

The second little penguin then heard a knock on his door. “Who’s there?” he said. “It’s the big bad walrus!” came the answer; “Little penguin, little penguin, let me come enguin!” The second little penguin said “Enguin?” and the first little penguin said “Enguin?!”. The second little penguin then called in a louder voice “Not by the feathers on my chinny-chin-chin!” The big bad walrus then roared, “Then I’ll snort and I’ll blort and I’ll blow your house in!” And he snorted, and he blorted, and HE BLORTED, AND HE SNORTED and he blew the house in. As the snow blew away, the two little penguins waddled off as fast as their little feet could carry them to their brother’s house of big blocks of ice. The big bad walrus waddled after them in pursuit.

The third little penguin then heard a knock on his door. “Who’s there?” he said. “It’s the big bad walrus!” came the answer; “Little penguin, little penguin, let me come enguin!” The third little penguin said “Enguin?” and the second little penguin said “Enguin?!”and the first little penguin said “Yeah, he said that at my house, too.”. The third little penguin then called in a louder voice “Not by the feathers on my chinny-chin-chin!” The big bad walrus then roared, “Then I’ll snort and I’ll blort and I’ll blow your house in!” And he snorted, and he blorted, and HE BLORTED, AND HE SNORTED AND HE SNORTED, AND HE BLORTED…and he suffered a pulmonary embolism and he died. The three little penguins waited in the house of big ice blocks but after a while they had not heard anything else, so they opened the door and peeked out. The first little penguin turned to his brother the third little penguin and said “Ewwww! There’s a huge rotting walrus on your doorstep!”
THE END.

The Tale of Penguin Little

Penguin Little came running up excitedly to the rest of the penguins and yelled, “THE SNOW IS FALLING, THE SNOW IS FALLING!” The other penguins just stared at him and said “So?”
THE END.

About Ray Trygstad

I am a college professor who teaches a broad variety of Information technology topics including information security management, multimedia, operating system virtualization, Linux, disaster recovery/business continuity, cloud computing, and management. I can also fly a helicopter, preach a sermon, play the bagpipes, skipper a sailboat, and I have had formal instruction in how to rip someone’s ears off (never had to do that, though).

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