Storybook little red riding hood
The story of Little Red Riding Hood
[en español]
by Leanne Guenther
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a village near the forest. Whenever she went out, the little girl wore a red riding cloak, so everyone in the village called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One morning, Little Red Riding Hood asked her mother if she could go to visit her grandmother as it had been awhile since they'd seen each other.
"That's a good idea," her mother said. So they packed a nice basket for Little Red Riding Hood to take to her grandmother.
When the basket was ready, the little girl put on her red cloak and kissed her mother goodbye.
"Remember, go straight to Grandma's
house," her mother cautioned. "Don't dawdle along the way and please don't talk to strangers! The woods are dangerous. "
"Don't worry, mommy," said Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll be careful."
But when Little Red Riding Hood noticed some lovely flowers in the woods, she forgot her promise to her mother. She picked a few, watched the butterflies flit about for awhile, listened to the frogs croaking and then picked a few more.
Little Red Riding Hood was enjoying the warm summer day so much, that she didn't notice a dark shadow approaching out of the forest behind her...
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma's house.
The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut.
..
The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and knocked lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter.
The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up!
The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked. He added a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his pointy ears.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a cackly voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my
dear," croaked the wolf.
When Little Red Riding Hood entered the little cottage, she could scarcely recognize her Grandmother.
"Grandmother! Your voice sounds so odd. Is something the matter?" she asked.
"Oh, I just have touch of a cold," squeaked the wolf adding a cough at the end to prove the point.
"But Grandmother! What big ears you have," said Little Red Riding Hood as she edged closer to the bed.
"The better to hear you with, my dear," replied the wolf.
"But Grandmother! What big eyes you have," said Little Red Riding Hood.
"The better to see you with, my dear," replied the wolf.
"But Grandmother! What big teeth you have," said Little Red Riding Hood her voice quivering slightly.
"The better to eat you with, my dear," roared the wolf and he leapt out of the bed and began to chase the little girl.
Almost too late, Little
Red Riding Hood realized that the person in the bed was not her
Grandmother, but a hungry wolf.
She ran across the room and through the door, shouting, "Help! Wolf!" as loudly as she could.
A woodsman who was chopping logs nearby heard her cry and ran towards the cottage as fast as he could.
He grabbed the wolf and made him spit out the poor Grandmother who was a bit frazzled by the whole experience, but still in one piece."Oh Grandma, I was so scared!" sobbed Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll never speak to strangers or dawdle in the forest again."
"There, there, child. You've learned an important lesson. Thank goodness you shouted loud enough for this kind woodsman to hear you!"
The woodsman knocked out the wolf and carried him deep into the forest where he wouldn't bother people any longer.
Little Red Riding Hood and her Grandmother had a nice lunch and a long chat.
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Little Red Riding Hood.
Charles Perrault Ila was a little girl. Her mother loved her without memory, and her grandmother even more. For her granddaughter's birthday, her grandmother gave her a red cap. Since then, the girl went everywhere in it. Neighbors talked about her like this:
-Here comes Little Red Riding Hood!
Once a mother baked a pie and said to her daughter:
- Go, Little Red Riding Hood, to your grandmother, bring her a pie and a pot of butter and find out if she is healthy.
Little Red Riding Hood got ready and went to her grandmother.
She is walking through the forest, and towards her is a gray wolf.
- Where are you going. Little Red Riding Hood? - asks the Wolf.
- I go to my grandmother and bring her a pie and a pot of butter.
- Does your grandmother live far away?
- Far away - answers Little Red Riding Hood. - Over there in that village, behind the mill, in the first house from the edge.
- All right, - says the Wolf, - I also want to visit your grandmother. I'll go down this road, and you go down that one. Let's see which one of us comes first.
Wolf said this and ran as fast as he could along the shortest path.
And Little Red Riding Hood went along the longest road. She walked slowly, stopping along the way, picking flowers and collecting them in bouquets. Before she had even reached the mill, the Wolf had already galloped up to her grandmother's house and was knocking on the door:
Knock-knock!
- Who is there? - asks the grandmother.
- It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, - the Wolf answers, - I came to visit you, I brought a pie and a pot of butter.
Grandmother was sick at the time and was in bed. She thought it was really Little Red Riding Hood and called out:
- Pull the string, my child, the door will open!
The wolf pulled the string - the door opened.
The wolf rushed at the grandmother and swallowed her at once. He was very hungry because he had not eaten anything for three days. Then he closed the door, lay down on his grandmother's bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood.
Soon she came and knocked:
Knock knock!
- Who's there? - asks the Wolf. And his voice is rough, hoarse.
Little Red Riding Hood was frightened, but then she thought that her grandmother was hoarse from a cold, and answered:
- It's me, your granddaughter. I brought you a pie and a pot of butter!
The wolf cleared his throat and said more subtly:
- Pull the string, my child, the door will open.
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the rope-door and opened it. The girl entered the house, and the Wolf hid under the covers and said:
- Granddaughter, put the pie on the table, put the pot on the shelf, and lie down next to me!
Little Red Riding Hood lay down next to the Wolf and asked:
- Grandmother, why do you have such big hands?
- This is to hug you tighter, my child.
- Grandma, why do you have such big ears?
- To hear better, my child.
- Grandma, why do you have such big eyes?
- To see better, my child.
- Grandma, why do you have such big teeth?
- And this is to eat you soon, my child!
Before Little Red Riding Hood had time to gasp, the Wolf rushed at her and swallowed her.
But, fortunately, at that time, woodcutters with axes on their shoulders were passing by the house. They heard a noise, ran into the house and killed the Wolf. And then they ripped open his belly, and Little Red Riding Hood came out, followed by her grandmother - both safe and sound.
Little Red Riding Hood - Fiction
Once upon a time in a village there was a little girl, so pretty that she was the best in the world. Her mother loved her without memory, and her grandmother even more.
Her grandmother gave her a little red riding hood for her birthday. Since then, the girl went everywhere in her new, elegant red cap.
Neighbors used to say this about her:
— Here comes Little Red Riding Hood!
Once a mother baked a pie and said to her daughter:
- Go, Little Red Riding Hood, to your grandmother, take this pie and a pot of butter to her and find out if she is healthy.
Little Red Riding Hood got ready and went to her grandmother in another village.
She is walking through the forest, and towards her is a gray wolf. He really wanted to eat Little Red Riding Hood, but he didn’t dare - somewhere nearby, woodcutters were banging with axes.
The Wolf licked his lips and asked the girl:
— Where are you going, Little Red Riding Hood?
Little Red Riding Hood didn't yet know how dangerous it was to stop in the forest and talk to wolves. She greeted Wolf and said:
- I'm going to my grandmother and bring her this pie and a pot of butter.
— How far does your grandmother live? Wolf asks.
“Quite far,” answers Little Red Riding Hood.
- Over there in that village, behind the mill, in the first house on the edge.
“Okay,” Wolf says, “I also want to visit your grandmother. I'll go down this road, and you go down that one. Let's see which one of us comes first.
Wolf said this and ran as fast as he could along the shortest path.
And Little Red Riding Hood went along the longest road. She walked slowly, stopping every now and then along the way, picking flowers and collecting them in bouquets.
Before she had even reached the mill, the Wolf had already galloped up to her grandmother's house and was knocking on the door:
— Knock, knock!
- Who's there? Grandma asks.
"It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood," answers the Wolf in a thin voice. - I came to visit you, I brought a pie and a pot of butter.
And the grandmother was sick at that time and lay in bed. She thought it was really Little Red Riding Hood and called out:
- Pull the string, my child, the door will open!
The wolf pulled the string and the door opened.
The wolf rushed at the grandmother and swallowed her at once. He was very hungry because he had not eaten anything for three days.
Then he closed the door, lay down on his grandmother's bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood.
Soon she came and knocked:
— Knock knock!
- Who's there? Wolf asks.
And his voice is rough, hoarse.
Little Red Riding Hood was frightened, but then she thought that her grandmother was hoarse from a cold and that's why she had such a voice.
"It's me, your granddaughter," says Little Red Riding Hood. - I brought you a pie and a pot of butter.
The wolf cleared his throat and said more subtly:
— Pull the string, my child, the door will open.
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the string - the door opened.
The girl entered the house, and the Wolf hid under the covers and said:
- Put the pie on the table, granddaughter, put the pot on the shelf, and lie down next to me.
