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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.

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