Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, there was a sweet little girl loved by everyone. Her favorite person in the world was her grandmother, who one day gave her a beautiful red hooded cloak. She loved it so much that she wore it everywhere, and soon everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood. One morning, her mother asked her to take a basket of goodies to her grandmother, who was feeling sick, and warned her carefully, “Go straight to Grandma’s house and do not go through the forest. A wolf lives there, and he could hurt you.”

As she walked, Little Red Riding Hood saw a winding path through the forest filled with colorful flowers and butterflies. The path looked so inviting that she forgot her mother’s warning and wandered in, skipping along while picking flowers and chasing butterflies. Along the way, she met a squirrel who called out, warning her, “Little Red Riding Hood, remember what your mother said! Go straight to your grandmother’s house. The forest is dangerous.” But she ignored the warning, enchanted by the beauty around her.

In the middle of the forest, she suddenly came face-to-face with a wolf. His eyes lit up when he saw her. He had found a potential meal. He blocked her path and asked where she was going. Trembling, she answered, “I’m taking this basket to my grandmother. She’s sick.” The wolf’s mind raced. If he could eat both Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother, he would have a feast. Pretending to be friendly, he suggested she pick some flowers for her grandmother, knowing it would give him time to get ahead. While she wandered off, he ran straight to her grandmother’s house, swallowed her whole, and climbed into her bed, covering himself with her blanket.

When Little Red Riding Hood arrived, she noticed the door was open and called for her grandmother, but there was no answer. Nervously, she stepped closer and asked, “Grandma, are you feeling better?” The wolf, lying in bed, made low grumbling sounds. Suspicious, she asked, “Grandma, what big ears you have!”
“All the better to hear you with,” the wolf replied.
“Grandma, what big eyes you have!”
“All the better to see you with.”
“Grandma, what big mouth you have!”
“All the better to eat you with!” shouted the wolf, leaping from the bed and swallowing her whole.

After eating, the wolf lay down and fell asleep, snoring loudly. A woodsman passing by heard the strange snoring and realized something was wrong. Entering the house, he saw the wolf sleeping. Thinking the grandmother might still be alive, he carefully cut open the wolf’s belly. Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother tumbled out, frightened but unharmed. To make sure the wolf could never hurt anyone again, they filled his stomach with heavy stones. When he woke up, he tried to get up but collapsed under the weight and died.

From that day on, Little Red Riding Hood never disobeyed her mother again. She had learned a valuable lesson about listening to her parents and the dangers of wandering off alone.