When I was a kid, I always had a weird request…

…I asked my dad to read me the same bedtime story, every single night. I’d heard The Three Little Pigs a million times, but this version was my favorite. The True Story of the 3 Little Pigs by Jon Scieszka is told by the wolf, who is eager to clear his name. Alexander T. Wolf knows you’re familiar with “The Big Bad Wolf” persona portrayed in the media, but he swears it’s not what you think.

Here’s an excerpt:

“So I walked down the street to ask my neighbor for a cup of sugar. Now, this neighbor was a pig. And he wasn’t too bright, either. He had built his whole house out of straw. Can you believe it? I mean who in his right mind would build a house of straw?”

His version reveals “what actually happened,” and it all starts with a sneeze and a cup of sugar. The whole book is incredibly funny with dark illustrations that aren’t too scary, but still have a little edge and humor. (My parents loved reading me this story as much as I loved hearing it!)

As I grew into a bigger kid, I continued to love stories like this one, as well as those of Roald Dahl and Edward Gorey; they were where I first learned to enjoy sarcasm and comedy. As spooky season approaches, I’m becoming super nostalgic to curl up with them again.

What’s your favorite book from childhood? I’d love to hear!

P.S. What kids chapter books do you like and what are your most beloved children’s books?

(Illustration by Lane Smith.)