Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Hood.
One day her mother said to her, "Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Go along the forest path to her cottage but, remember, "don't talk to any strangers on the way."
Little Red Riding Hood waved goodbye to her Mother and went into the forest with the basket.
It was such a lovely day, she sang a little song as she skipped along the path. She did not see a big grey wolf watching her from behind a tree.
Suddenly the wolf jumped out in front of her. Little Red Riding Hood was frightened but the Wolf smiled. "Where are you going, little girl?", he said. "I'm taking this basket of food to my Granny who lives in a cottage in the forest," she said.
The wolf smiled wickedly. "Why not pick some of these pretty flowers for her?" he said. Little Red Riding Hood did not like the wolf's smile but she thought her Grandmother would like some flowers. "That's a good idea, Mr Wolf," she said.
Little Red Riding Hood put down her basket and started picking a big bunch of flowers. The Wolf smiled again, showing all his sharp white teeth. Then he ran silently down the path to find Grandmother's cottage. He was very, very hungry.
The wolf found the cottage and looked in through the window. Grandmother was sitting up in bed.
"Who is there?", said Grandmother.
"Little Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf. "Come in," she called.
The wolf lifted the latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to Grandmother's bedroom, and gobbled her up in one great gulp. Then he put on her clothes, dressed himself in her cap, laid himself in bed and drew the curtains. He waited for Little Red Riding Hood to come.
When Little Red Riding Hood reached Grandmother's cottage, with her basket of food and bunch of flowers, she knocked on the door. "Come in my dear," called the Wolf in a sneaky voice. "I'm in my bedroom."
Little Red Riding Hood went in. "Hello, Granny," she said. "I've brought you some food and some flowers". Then she stared and stared.
"But, Granny," she said,
"what big ears you have."
better to hear you with" was the
"But, grandmother, what big eyes you have," she said. "All the better to see you with, my dear."
"But, grandmother, what large hands you have." "All the better to hug you with."
"Oh, but, grandmother, what a terrible big mouth you have." " The better to eat you with."
And scarcely had the
wolf said this,
than with one bound he was out of bed and swallowed up Little Red Riding Hood
in one great gulp.
Then he climbed slowly back into bed, gave a great yawn and fell asleep and began to snore very loudly. The huntsman was just passing the house, and heard screaming. "I wonder what that was," he said. "I'd better see if the old lady is all right."
So he went into the room, and approached the bed. When he saw the Wolf asleep in Grandmother's bed, he killed it with one blow of his axe. Then he slit open its stomach with his knife. Inside were Little Red Riding Hood and her Grandmother, a bit squashed but alive and very happy to be rescued.
Little Red Riding Hood, quickly fetched some heavy stones and filled the wolf's belly with them. When the wolf awoke, he wanted to run away, but the stones were so heavy that he collapsed at once, and fell dead.
Then all three were delighted. The huntsman dragged the Wolf away to the Forest and they all sat down to enjoy a delicious meal from the basket.