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Grimms Fairy Tales
Little Red Riding Hood
Based on the story by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm
Retold by Mandy Ross
Once upon a time there was a small girl called Little Red Riding Hood. She lived with her parents beside a deep, dark forest. In a cottage on the other side of the forest lived her grandmother. And in the deep, dark forest lived a big, bad wolf. "Grandmother"s poorly," said Little Red Riding Hood"s mother one day. "Please take her this cake. But don"t stop on the way!"
So Little Red Riding Hood set off through the deep, dark forest. She looked all around. There wasn"t a sound. Then who should she meet but the big, bed wolf. "Good day, my dear," growled the wolf with a big, bad smile. "What are you doing here?"
"I"m going to Grandmother"s to take her a cake," replied Little Red Riding Hood. The wolf had a plan. "Wouldn"t your grandmother like some of these flowers?" he smiled. "What a good idea," said Little Red Riding Hood. And she stopped to pick a big bunch. Meanwhile, the wolf sped ahead through the deep, dark forest. At last he arrived at grandmother"s cottage.
"I"m HUNGRY," thought the big, bad wolf, licking his lips. And he knock-knock-knocked at the door.
"Hello, Grandmother," growled the wolf.
"It"s Little Red Riding Hood."
"That sounds more like the big, bad wolf," thought Grandmother, and she crept quickly under the bed. The wolf went in. He looked all around, but there wasn"t a sound. Then his tummy rumbled.
"No one"s here," he grumbled. " Never mind. Little Red Riding Hood will be along soon." Quickly the wolf put on Grandmother"s dressing gown and nightcap.
Then he hopped into bed and pretended to nap.
"Heh! Heh! Heh!" he snarled. "Little Red Riding Hood will never know it"s me!"
Soon Little Red Riding Hood knock-knock-knocked at the door.
"Hello, Grandmother," she called. "It"s Little Red Riding Hood."
"Come in, my dear," growled the wolf. Little Red Riding Hood opened the door.
"Oh, Grandmother!" she gasped…
"…What big ears you have!"
All the better to hear you with, my dear," growled the wolf.
"And Grandmother, what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with, my dear," growled the wolf.
"And Grandmother, what big teeth you have!"
"All the better to…GOBBLE YOU UP!" roared the wolf.
But as he leapt out of bed, Grandmother"s nightcap flopped right over his head.
"Quick! Down here, dear!" whispered Grandmother, and she pulled Little Red Riding Hood under the bed.
Just then, a woodcutter passed by the cottage. He heard a growling and howling… and he dashed inside. With one SWISH! Of his axe he killed the big, bad wolf. The woodcutter looked all around. But there wasn"t sound. And then…out crept Little Red Riding Hood and Grandmother from under the bed. And Little Red Riding Hood said, "Mother was right. I"ll never stop again on my way through the forest!"
Little Red Riding Hood (Красная шапочка)
Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter.”
Little Red Riding Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother.”
"Does she live far off?” said the wolf
"Oh I say,” answered Little Red Riding Hood; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in the village.”
"Well,” said the wolf, "and I’ll go and see her too. I’ll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first.”
The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest path, and the little girl took a roundabout way, entertaining herself by gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and gathering bouquets of little flowers. It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman’s house. He knocked at the door: tap, tap.
"Who’s there?”
"Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood,” replied the wolf, counterfeiting her voice; "who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter sent you by mother.”
The good grandmother, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, "Pull the string, and the latch will go up.”
The wolf pulled the string n, and the door opened, and then he immediately fell upon the good woman and ate her up in a moment, for it been more than three days since he had eaten. He then shut the door and got into the grandmother’s bed, expecting Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards and knocked at the door: tap, tap.
"Who’s there?”
Little Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf, was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you.”
The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "Pull the string, and the latch will go up.”
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the string, and the door opened.
The wolf, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself under the bedclothes, "Put the cake and the little pot of butter upon the stool, and come sit on the bed with me.”
Little Red Riding Hood sat on the bed. She was greatly amazed to see how her grandmother looked in her nightclothes, and said to her, "Grandmother, what big arms you have!”
"All the better to hug you with, my dear.”
"Grandmother, what big legs you have!”
"All the better to run with, my child.”
"Grandmother, what big ears you have!”
"All the better to hear with, my child.”
"Grandmother, what big eyes you have!”
"All the better to see with, my child.”
"Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!”
"All the better to eat you up with.”
And, saying these words, this wicked wolf fell upon Little Red Riding Hood, and ate her all up.
The woodcutters were passing by the house. They heard the noise, rushed to the house and killed the wolf. And out came Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother. They were safe and sound and very happy!
Once upon a time there was a small girl called Little Red Riding Hood. She lived with her parents beside a deep, dark forest. In a cottage on the other side of the forest lived her grandmother. And in the deep, dark forest lived a big, bad wolf. "Grandmother"s poorly," said Little Red Riding Hood"s mother one day. "Please take her this cake. But don"t stop on the way!"
So Little Red Riding Hood set off through the deep, dark forest. She looked all around. There wasn"t a sound. Then who should she meet but the big, bed wolf. "Good day, my dear," growled the wolf with a big, bad smile. "What are you doing here?"
"I"m going to Grandmother"s to take her a cake," replied Little Red Riding Hood. The wolf had a plan. "Wouldn"t your grandmother like some of these flowers?" he smiled. "What a good idea," said Little Red Riding Hood. And she stopped to pick a big bunch. Meanwhile, the wolf sped ahead through the deep, dark forest. At last he arrived at grandmother"s cottage.
"I"m HUNGRY," thought the big, bad wolf, licking his lips. And he knock-knock-knocked at the door.
"Hello, Grandmother," growled the wolf.
"It"s Little Red Riding Hood."
"That sounds more like the big, bad wolf," thought Grandmother, and she crept quickly under the bed. The wolf went in. He looked all around, but there wasn"t a sound. Then his tummy rumbled.
"No one"s here," he grumbled. " Never mind. Little Red Riding Hood will be along soon." Quickly the wolf put on Grandmother"s dressing gown and nightcap.
Then he hopped into bed and pretended to nap.
"Heh! Heh! Heh!" he snarled. "Little Red Riding Hood will never know it"s me!"
Soon Little Red Riding Hood knock-knock-knocked at the door.
"Hello, Grandmother," she called. "It"s Little Red Riding Hood."
"Come in, my dear," growled the wolf. Little Red Riding Hood opened the door.
"Oh, Grandmother!" she gasped…
"…What big ears you have!"
All the better to hear you with, my dear," growled the wolf.
"And Grandmother, what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with, my dear," growled the wolf.
"And Grandmother, what big teeth you have!"
"All the better to…GOBBLE YOU UP!" roared the wolf.
But as he leapt out of bed, Grandmother"s nightcap flopped right over his head.
"Quick! Down here, dear!" whispered Grandmother, and she pulled Little Red Riding Hood under the bed.
Just then, a woodcutter passed by the cottage. He heard a growling and howling… and he dashed inside. With one SWISH! Of his axe he killed the big, bad wolf. The woodcutter looked all around. But there wasn"t sound. And then…out crept Little Red Riding Hood and Grandmother from under the bed. And Little Red Riding Hood said, "Mother was right. I"ll never stop again on my way through the forest!"
Once upon a time in one of the village there lived a little girl and she was so pretty that there was no one better than her in the world. Her grandma presented her with a red hood for her birthday. Since then the girl wore her new, smart red hood. The neighbors said about her:
— Here the Red Riding hood comes!
Once her mother baked the pie and told the daughter:
— Little Red Riding Hood, just go to the Grandma and bring her that pie and a pot with butter and find out whether she is healthy.
Little Red Riding Hood went through the forest and Grey Wolf came across her:
— Where are you going to, Little Red Riding Hood?
— I am going to my Grandmother and bringing her this pie and a pot of butter.
— And how far does your grandmother live? – Wolf asks.
— Far enough, — Little Red Riding Hood answers. – Over there in that village, behind the mill, in the first house from the end.
— Well, -said Wolf, -I also would like to visit your Grandma. I will go this way and you will go that way. And we will see who will come first.
Wolf said that and ran for all one is worth along the shortest path. Little Red Riding Hood walked along the longest path. She walked without hurry, she stopped from time to time, picked up flowers and made bunches out of them.
Wolf came running to Grandmother`s house and knocked at the door:
— Who is there? – asked Grandma.
— It`s me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, — answered Wolf with a thin little voice. – I have come to see you and brought you the pie and the pot with butter.
The Grandma felt unwell at that time and was in bed. She thought that it was really Little Red Riding Hood, and cried:
— Pull the rope and- the door will be opened!
Wolf pulled the rope and the door was opened. Wolf rushed at the Grandma and swallowed her. Then he closed the door, lay in Grandma`s bed and started waiting for the Little Red Riding Hood.
Soon she came and knocked:
Little Red Riding Hood came in the house and asked:
— Grandma, why do you have such big hands?
— To embrace you tight, my dear child.
— Grandma, why do you have such big ears?
— To hear you well, my dear child!
— Grandma, why do you have such big teeth?
— And this is to eat you quickly, my dear child!
Hardly could Little Red Riding Hood sigh, as an evil Wolf rushed at her and swallowed together with her shoes and a red hood.
But fortunately woodcutters passed by the house with their axes over the shoulders at that time. They heard the noise, ran into the house and killed Wolf. Then they unripped his stomach and Little Red Riding Hood came out from it and her Grandma followed her – both safe and sound.
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