The little red riding hood story with pictures

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 Story With Pictures

Little Red Riding Hood – There was once a sweet little maid who lived with her father and mother in a pretty little cottage at the edge of the village. At the further end of the wood was another pretty cottage and in it lived her grandmother.

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Title: Children’s Hour with Red Riding Hood and Other Stories
Editor: Watty Piper
Year 1922
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Everybody loved this little girl, her grandmother perhaps loved her most of all and gave her a great many pretty things. Once she gave her a red cloak with a hood which she always wore, so people called her Little Red Riding Hood.

One morning Little Red Riding Hood’s mother said, “Put on your things and go to see your grandmother. She has been ill; take along this basket for her. I have put in it eggs, butter and cake, and other dainties.”

It was a bright and sunny morning. Red Riding Hood was so happy that at first she wanted to dance through the wood. All around her grew pretty wild flowers which she loved so well and she stopped to pick a bunch for her grandmother.

Little Red Riding Hood wandered from her path and was stooping to pick a flower when from behind her a gruff voice said, “Good morning, Little Red Riding Hood. ” Little Red Riding Hood turned around and saw a great big wolf, but Little Red Riding Hood did not know what a wicked beast the wolf was, so she was not afraid.

“What have you in that basket, Little Red Riding Hood?”

“Eggs and butter and cake, Mr. Wolf.”

“Where are you going with them, Little Red Riding Hood?”

“I am going to my grandmother, who is ill, Mr. Wolf.”

“Where does your grandmother live, Little Red Riding Hood?”

“Along that path, past the wild rose bushes, then through the gate at the end of the wood, Mr. Wolf.”

Then Mr. Wolf again said “Good morning” and set off, and Little Red Riding Hood again went in search of wild flowers.

At last he reached the porch covered with flowers and knocked at the door of the cottage.

“Who is there?” called the grandmother.

“Little Red Riding Hood,” said the wicked wolf.

“Press the latch, open the door, and walk in,” said the grandmother.

The wolf pressed the latch, and walked in where the grandmother lay in bed. He made one jump at her, but she jumped out of bed into a closet. Then the wolf put on the cap which she had dropped and crept under the bedclothes.

In a short while Little Red Riding Hood knocked at the door, and walked in, saying, “Good morning, Grandmother, I have brought you eggs, butter and cake, and here is a bunch of flowers I gathered in the wood.” As she came nearer the bed she said, “What big ears you have, Grandmother.”

“All the better to hear you with, my dear.”

“What big eyes you have, Grandmother.”

“All the better to see you with, my dear.”

“But, Grandmother, what a big nose you have.”

“All the better to smell with, my dear.”

“But, Grandmother, what a big mouth you have.”

“All the better to eat you up with, my dear,” he said as he sprang at Little Red Riding Hood.

Just at that moment Little Red Riding Hood’s father was passing the cottage and heard her scream. He rushed in and with his axe chopped off Mr. Wolf’s head.

Everybody was happy that Little Red Riding Hood had escaped the wolf. Then Little Red Riding Hood’s father carried her home and they lived happily ever after.

Little Red Riding Hood Fairy tale for children with pictures » For children and parents

Shar Perrault, artist S. Yarovoy.

A long time ago there lived in a village a girl so pretty that she was the best in the world. Her mother loved her without memory, and her grandmother loved her even more.

Granddaughter gave her a little red cap for her granddaughter's birthday. Since then, the girl went everywhere in her new, elegant red cap. Neighbors said so about her:
- Here comes Little Red Riding Hood!
Once mother baked a pie and said to Little Red Riding Hood:

– Go, daughter, to grandma, take this pie and a pot of butter to her and find out if she is healthy.
Little Red Riding Hood gathered and went to her grandmother, to another village.
Little Red Riding Hood is walking through the forest, and towards her is a gray wolf.

He really wanted to eat the girl, he didn't dare: somewhere nearby, woodcutters were banging with axes. The Wolf licked his lips and asked Little Red Riding Hood:

– Where are you going, girl? And Little Red Riding Hood did not yet know how dangerous it was to stop in the forest and talk to the wolves. She greeted Wolf and said:
- I'm going to my grandmother and bring her this pie and a pot of butter.
– Does your grandmother live far away? Wolf asks.
- Far away - answers Little Red Riding Hood. - In the 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 arrives first.
The Wolf said this and ran as fast as he could along the shortest path.

And Little Red Riding Hood took the longest road. Little Red Riding Hood walked slowly, stopping every now and then along the way, picking flowers and collecting them in bouquets.
Before Little Red Riding Hood had even reached the mill, the Wolf had already galloped up to the grandmother's house and was knocking on the door:
- Knock-knock!
- Who's there? Grandma asks.
- It's me, your granddaughter, - 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 rope - the door opened.

The wolf rushed at the grandmother and swallowed her. 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 at first, 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 rope, my child - the door will open.
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the string - the door opened. Little Red Riding Hood came in, 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! You must be very tired.
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 evil Wolf rushed at her and swallowed her along with her shoes and the red cap.
But, fortunately, at that very 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.

Fairy tales with pictures

Fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood". Full version with pictures

Once upon a time there 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 has been wearing it everywhere. 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? Wolf asks.

– I go to my grandmother and bring her a pie and a pot of butter.

– Does your grandmother live far away?

“Far away,” says Little Red Riding Hood. - Over there in that village, behind the mill, in the first house from 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.

The Wolf said this and ran as fast as he could along the shortest path

And Little Red Riding Hood went along the longest path. She walked slowly, stopping along the way, picking flowers and collecting them in bouquets. Before she had even reached the mill, and the Wolf had already galloped to the grandmother's house and was knocking on the door:
Knock-knock!

– Who is there? Grandma asks.

- It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, - answers the Wolf, - 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, and 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 is 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 answered:

– It's me, your granddaughter. I brought you a pie and a pot of butter!

The wolf cleared his throat and said more slowly

– 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.

– Grandmother, why do you have such big ears?

- To hear better, my child.

– Grandmother, 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 as soon as possible, 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.