Little Red Riding Hood
Little Red Riding Hood
Once upon a time there lived a little girl who was loved by all for her kind heart. Her grandmother especially loved her and had made her a cape of red wool. The little girl wore the cape all the time, which is why she became known as Red Riding Hood.
One day, her mother asked her to take some chocolate-chip cookies to her ill grandmother who lived across the woods in another village. Off Red Riding Hood went, but it wasn't long before she ran into Mr. Wolf. Being a cruel creature, he had a mind to eat her up. There were men working in the woods, though, and he didn't want to get caught eating the beloved girl, so he came up with another plan.
“Where are you going, my little pretty?” asked the sly wolf.
“I'm going to my grandmother, because she is sick. And I am taking her a basket of chocolate-chip cookies, because she loves them!”
“I see,” said the wolf. “Well, I hope your grandmother gets well soon.” With that, the wolf ran as fast as he could to the grandmother's house.
When he got there, he knocked at the door.
“Who is there?” asked Grandma.
“Your granddaughter,” lied the wolf, imitating Red Riding Hood's voice. “I have brought you some chocolate-chip cookies.”
The grandmother invited him in and, before you could say Jack Sprat, he ate the grandmother with his sharp teeth. After he had finished, he climbed into Grandmother's bed and waited for Red Riding Hood.
It wasn't long before she knocked at the door.
“Who is there?” asked the deceitful wolf.
Red Riding Hood, hearing so gruff a voice, was afraid at first. She decided, though, that her grandmother must have a very bad cold indeed to sound so hoarse. So she said, “It is your granddaughter, and I have brought you some chocolate-chip cookies.”
The wolf answered her in as soft a voice as he could, “Come on in, sweetie.”
And so she did.
Once inside, the wolf, who was hidden under the covers, said, “Please crawl in with me. I'm very cold.”
Sweet little Red Riding Hood agreed and got into bed, but she was frightened by her grandmother's long ears, which were sticking out of her nightcap, and by her very long arms, which stuck out the sleeves of her nightie.
So she said, “My, my, what great arms you have got!”
“All the better to hug you, my pretty child.”
“What long and great ears you have got!”
“All the better to hear you, my child.”
“What great eyes and long teeth you have got!”
“All the better to see you, and to eat you up!”
And as soon as he had said these words, this wicked wolf flew upon poor little Red Riding Hood and ate her up.
A woodcutter happened by and witnessed the wicked deed. The man sprung into action. He seized the wolf and opened him up. Both Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother jumped out, a bit frightened but otherwise unharmed.
