billhenry1234 Posted July 22, 2006 Share Posted July 22, 2006 Little Red Ridding Hood vs. The Wolf Once upon a time there was a young lady who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the girl. Once she gave her a little cape 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. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing. And when you go into her room, don't forget to say, good-morning, and don't peep into every corner before you do it." I will take great care, said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother, and gave her hand on it. The grandmother lived out in the forest, miles from the village. A little while after Little Red Riding Hood entered the forest, the sun fell low and it became dreadfully chilly. Little Red Riding Hood felt the cool breeze cut through her light red cape and she began to regret not wearing something warmer. As she continued to walk along a wolf met her. Little Red Riding Hood did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him. "Good-day, Little Red Riding Hood," said he. "Thank you kindly, wolf." "Whither away so early, Little Red Riding Hood?" "To my grandmother's." "What have you got in your apron?" "Cake and wine. Yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick grandmother is to have something good, to make her stronger." "Where does your grandmother live, Little Red Riding Hood?" "A good couple of miles farther on in the wood. Her house stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below. You surely must know it," replied Little Red Riding Hood. The wolf licked his lips as he thought to himself, "What a tender young creature. What a nice plump mouthful, she will be better to eat than the old woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both." Little Red Ridding Hood meanwhile couldn Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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