Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who had a red hood. So, the girl was called Little Red Riding Hood.

One day, her mother was baking cookies in the oven. She said to her daughter:

"Now, Little Red Riding Hood, go to your grandmother and take her a pot of butter, a pot of honey, and some cookies I baked."

Little Red Riding Hood set off, picking flowers along the way. Suddenly, she met a wolf. She didn’t think it was a wolf; she thought it was a dog.

"Where are you going, Little Red Riding Hood?"

"I’m going to my grandmother. She’s not feeling well, so I’m bringing her a pot of honey, a pot of butter, and some cookies my mother baked."

And Little Red Riding Hood continued on her way.

Meanwhile, the wolf took a long detour through the forest, aiming to ambush Little Red Riding Hood.

The girl arrived at her grandmother’s house. Knock-knock—she knocked on the door.

"It’s me, Little Red Riding Hood. I’ve brought you a pot of honey, a pot of butter, and some cookies my mother baked."

Grandmother was lying in bed. She said to Little Red Riding Hood:

"Put your little hand through the crack, lift the latch, and the door will open."

Little Red Riding Hood opened the door and went inside.

"Look, Grandmother, here’s a pot of honey, a pot of butter, and some cookies my mother baked."

Grandmother replied:

"My dear little girl! Put the treats on the shelf and come here to me."

Little Red Riding Hood approached her, hugged her grandmother, and said:

"I’ll go out for a walk and play, and then I’ll come back to see you again."

She left, and the wolf was already there. Knock-knock—he knocked on the door.

Grandmother called out:

"Put your little hand through the crack, lift the latch, and the door will open."

The wolf entered and pounced on the grandmother! He swallowed her whole and lay down in her bed.

A little while later, Little Red Riding Hood returned. Knock-knock—she knocked on the door, and the wolf responded:

"Put your little hand through the crack, lift the latch, and the door will open."

He spoke in a soft, thin voice so the girl wouldn’t recognize him.

Little Red Riding Hood entered, bringing sausages from the pantry.

"Put the sausages on the table first, girl, then cook them in the pot and come here to me."

Little Red Riding Hood approached, wanting to hug her grandmother, but she was surprised:

"Grandmother, why are your ears so big?"

"So I can hear you better, my child, so I can hear you better."

"Grandmother, why are your teeth so big?"

"So I can eat you better, my child, so I can eat you better!"

The wolf first ate the cooked sausages. The girl said:

"Let me go, Grandmother. I’ll go out to play, and then I’ll come back to see you again."

The wolf didn’t trust Little Red Riding Hood. He tied her to a thread from her grandmother’s knitting and held onto the end so she couldn’t run far.

But Little Red Riding Hood went outside, broke the thread, and climbed a tree. The wolf tugged on the thread—no one was there! He ran after the girl but couldn’t climb the tree.

Just then, woodcutters came to chop down the tree. They caught the wolf, killed him, and saved the grandmother. They also helped Little Red Riding Hood down from the tree.

And on the roof of the grandmother’s house, crows were sitting. They cawed:

"Caw-caw!
Bones in the pit, fur to the market!" Fairy girl