Once upon a time there was a little wolf named Max.
One day, Max decided he would like to
go and see the town at the edge of the
forest where he lived. As he stepped
out of the woods, he saw a little street.
The sign at the end of the street said,
Max decided to explore. He looked all
around. He saw three houses lined up in
a neat row with lots of pigs coming and
going from their houses. He was glad he
had a big breakfast so he wasn’t tempted
to eat any of these potential new friends.
Max walked up to a little pig in a green
shirt who was digging in the dirt in front
of the green house.
“Hi! I’m Max!” said the little wolf.
“I’m Juan,” replied the little pig. He stood
up and wiped his dirty hooves on his
green shirt. “Do you want to play in the
dirt with me?”
“No, thank you, I live in the forest. I’m
here to visit the town. I like your house,”
“Would you like to see inside?” asked
“Yes, I would, thank you,” said Max. He
followed Juan’s curly tail through the
Max looked all around. Everything in
Juan’s house was green. There was a green
sofa. There was a green dining room
table with 9 chairs. On the wall hung 9
pictures, each with the smiling face of a
little pig. In another room, Max saw 9
little beds. Max was curious. “I see 9 of
everything,” Max observed.
“Oh, yes,” explained Juan. “There are 9
pigs who live here. This house is just the
right size for the 9 of us. My brother Ted,
who plays basketball, got too tall to live
here, so he moved next door to live with
the other players. We still play together,
but he and his teammates can’t stay over.
It’s too uncomfortable for them.”
“Really? How interesting. I’d like to meet
Ted. I think I’ll visit him next,” said Max.
“Thank you for showing me your house.
I’ll come back another time and play with
you,” promised Max.
“I would like that,” said Juan. “Tell Ted I
said hi. See you later!”
When Max went outside, he saw a tall
apartment building with several tall,
skinny pigs wearing blue basketball
jerseys and shooting hoops.
“Hello! I am Max! Which one of you is
Ted?” asked the little wolf.
“I’m Ted,” answered the tallest, skinniest
“I just met your brother Juan. He
mentioned you had to move over here,”
“Yes, the green house was way too
crowded for more than 9. They come
visit, but they don’t like to stay because
our furniture is too tall for them. So they
never stay over. They always go back to
their house,” Ted explained.
“What a shame you can’t have sleepovers!”
“It’s okay. The whole team has the same
problem with their families; there are 9
of us, including the substitutes. There’s no
The Three Little (and Not-So-Little) Pigs of Decimal Street Math-U-See
The Three Little (and Not-So-Little)
Pigs of Decimal Street
as told by Math-U-See®