Thegirl turned around and tightly hugged her Grandmother. She then went over tothe kitchen table and arranged the flowers neatly in the vase. Asthe wolf tried to sleep, the girl took the knife and began to free herself andher Grandmother. She felt grateful for the fact she had played a lot of sportsbecause it made her strong enough to cut through the wolf’s thick skin. Oncethey were almost free, the wolf could not stand the pain any longer and felldown dead on the bedroom floor. Just to be sure that the wolf would neverbother herself or her Grandmother again, Little Red Riding Hood plunged theknife into his heart.Thegreedy wolf hadn’t eaten so much for a long time, so he retired back to the bedfor a well-earned nap. As he drifted off to sleep, he thought about how cleverhe was for tricking both the poor girl and her Grandmother.
But this sleep didnot last for long. The wolf was soon woken up by a terrible pain coming fromhis stomach. Little did the wolf know, he had swallowed a knife tucked into thebasket of food that Little Red Riding Hood had bought for her Grandmother. ‘Thebetter to eat you with!’ And no sooner did the wolf say this, he leaped out ofbed and gobbled Little Red Riding Hood and the basket of food up whole. ‘Oh!but, grandmother, what a big mouth you have!”Thebetter to see you with, my dear.”But,grandmother, what big eyes you have!’ she said.
‘Thebetter to smell you with, my child,’ the wolf replied.’Oh!grandmother,’ she said, ‘what a big nose you have!’LittleRed Ring Hood knew something was wrong. Sheset the flowers down on the table, too preoccupied to put them in a vase.Little Red Riding Hood walked into her Grandmother’s bedroom. She looked at herGrandmother and thought to herself, had her Grandmother grown facial hair? Therewas no response.”Goodmorning Grandmother?” she called wearily into the cottage.Shewas surprised to find her Grandma’s cottage door wide open when she arrived. LittleRed Riding Hood had been enjoying her walk, and proudly carried her bouquetthrough the forest.
Assoon as the wolf had scrambled into the house, he gobbled up the poor old lady.He quickly dressed himself in her old pajamas and nightcap and laid himself inthe Grandma’s bed, pulling the quilt half over his face to hide his big set ofteeth.”Oh,come on in my sweet little girl, come and help your Grandmother up from herbed. I am too weak to move.” The Grandmother replied.
“It’sme Grandma, Little Red Riding Hood. I’ve bought you a basket of food to helpyou get better.” The wolf called, attempting to sound like a young girl.
“Who’sthere?” The little old lady called from her bed.Evenmore angry then before, the wolf set off on the right path. He found thecottage, and licking his lips, he knocked on the door. Impatientlytapping his foot, the man pointed the wolf in the right direction before theslamming the door on his face.”Goodmorning Sir, you don’t know where a little old lady in a red brick cottagelives, do you?” The wolf asked.”Whatdo you want?” The man asked, tapping his foot impatiently. Thewolf was unsure which path to take, because the young girl had been so vague.He took the left pth and found and old cottage, however it did not lookanything like the cottage she had described.
Getting slightly frustrated by thesituation, the wolf knocked on the door anyway. A large, bald, scary lookingman opened the door. Engrossedin forming her beautiful bouquet of flowers, Little Red Riding Hood hardlynoticed that the wolf had disappeared. “WellI must dash!” The cunning wolf said, rushing off to find the Grandmother’shouse.”They’dlook lovely on my Grandma’s kitchen table!” Little Red Riding Hood exclaimed.
She even thought the smell would make her Grandmother feel better. Hurriedly,she began to pluck the wildflowers from the forest floor. “Theywould look wonderful in a vase, sat on a kitchen table.” The wolf said.
LittleRed Riding Hood looked around and sure enough, the wolf was right. “Lookat all these flowers, beautifully arranged beneath this Oaktree, like anintricately detailed carpet.” LittleRed Riding Hood was slightly suspicious at this question, so she vaguelydescribed the cottage’s location without mentioning it’s address.”Wheredoes she live?” The sly wolf asked.
Tryingdesperately not to smile, incase he revealed his big, sharp teeth. He wasthinking to himself, what a delicious meal the little girl, the home-made foodin her basket and her Grandmother would make.”Tomy Grandma’s house,” Little Red Riding Hood replied.”Goodmorning little girl, where are you heading on this fine summers day? The wolfasked kindly.Suddenly,a large wolf approached her, speaking in a gentle, friendly voice that hid hiswickedness. TheGrandmother lived on the other side of Little Red Riding Hood’s village, out inthe wood. It was a beautiful, sunny day and the young girl was enjoying herwalk so much, that she forgot what her Mother had warned her about.
LittleRed Riding hood wasn’t like the other young girls her age. Instead of spendingher free time cooking and sewing like her sisters, she enjoyed reading and playingsports. She had a strong young mind, nurtured by all the books she read, andcontinued to grow faster then the other kids in her class. This made Little RedRiding Hood far more independent.
One day, her Mother explained to her that herGrandmother was ill and needed some homemade food to get better. Eager to proveher independence and help her sick Grandmother, Little Red Riding Hood askedher Mother if she could take the food by herself. After some hesitation, herMother agreed but warned her: “stick to the narrow path and don’t talk tostrangers.”Onceupon a time, there was a little girl who wore a red hat that was a gift fromher Grandmother. Her Grandmother loved Little Red Riding Hood very much, morethan anyone else in the world.