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The Pig/El Cerdo

By Gugui

We went to the mountains and there was a pig at the place where we slept. It was big and white and a little pink. It stayed in a pigpen.

At first I was scared of the pig! He was snorting and it sounded like he was laughing at us. I thought he would bite me.

But then I touched his back and his nose and he doesn’t bite people. I fed him banana peels and he ate them! He also eats corn.

I liked the pig, but poor pig because they are going to eat him. Some other people brought some little pigs to sell and I really wanted to buy one. But we didn’t.

Escrito por Gugui

Fuimos a la sierra otra vez y había un cerdo en la casa donde nos quedamos. Fue grande y blanco y un poco de color rosa. Vivía en un chiquero.

Al principio, ¡tuve miedo del cerdo! Estuvo resoplando y sonaba como se estuvo riendo de nosotros. Yo pensé que me iba a morder.

Pero después toqué su espalda y su nariz y resulta que no muerde a las personas. Yo le di cáscaras de plátanos y ¡se las comió! También come maíz.

A mí me gustó el cerdo, pero pobrecito porque se lo van a comer. Algunas otras personas trajeron otros cerdos para vender y yo quería comprarme uno, pero no compramos ninguno.

 

 

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3 responses »

  1. Gugui, if you had a little pig what would you name it?

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