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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.

"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.

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"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 "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."

  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. 

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...

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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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