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Small Red Riding Hood

“'But Grandma! What enormous eyes you have,' said Small Ruddy Riding Hood. 'The superior to see you with, my dear,' answered the wolf.”

By Muhammad ShamoonPublished 10 months ago 3 min read
Small Red Riding Hood
Photo by Ekaterina Shakharova on Unsplash

A little girl

Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in a village near a forest. Every time she goes out, she wears a red coat, so everyone in the village calls her Little Red Riding Hood.

One morning, Little Red Riding Hood asked her mother if she could visit her grandmother because they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"That's a good idea," her mother said. So they prepared a lovely basket for Little Red Riding Hood to bring to her grandmother. When the basket was ready, the little girl put on her red coat and kissed her mother goodbye.

"Remember, go straight to grandma's house," her mother warned. "Don't go around and don't talk to strangers! Forests are dangerous."

"Don't worry," said Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll be careful."

Story of Little Red Riding Hood But when Little Red Riding Hood saw the beautiful flowers in the forest, she forgot her promise to her mother. She picked some, watched the butterflies fly for a while, heard the frogs croak, and then picked a few more.

Little Red Riding Hood was enjoying a hot summer day that she didn't notice a shadow coming from the forest behind her... Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.

“What are you doing here, girl? » asked the wolf in the friendliest voice possible.

Little Red Riding Hood replied, "I'm going to visit my grandmother who lives in the forest, near the stream."

She then realized she was late and quickly apologized, dashing down the road to her grandmother's house.

Meanwhile, the wolf took a shortcut... The wolf was a little out of breath as he ran to Grandma and knocked lightly on the door.

"Oh, thank God, honey! Come in, come in! I'm sick of something happening to you in the woods," said the grandmother, thinking it was her granddaughter.

The wolf entered by himself. The poor grandmother could not say another word before the wolf swallowed her!

The wolf let out a satisfied burp and rummaged through his grandmother's wardrobe for a nightgown he liked. He added a ruffled nightcap and dabbed some of her perfume behind his pointy ears. A few minutes later, Little Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped onto the bed and pulled the blanket over his nose. "Who is that?" he called in a mocking voice.

"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."

"Oh, it's beautiful! Come in, honey," groaned the wolf.

Wolf

When Little Red Riding Hood entered the cottage, she could barely recognize her grandmother. "Grandma! Your voice is so strange, is something wrong?" she asked.

“Oh, I just got a cold,” cried the wolf, finally adding a cough to prove his point.

"But Grandma! Your ears are so big," said Little Red Riding Hood, and approached the bed.

"To hear better, my dear," replied the wolf. "But Grandma! Your eyes are so big," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"It's better to see you, dear," replied the wolf.

"But Grandma! Your teeth are too big," said Little Red Riding Hood in a slightly shaky voice.

Grandma

"I'd rather eat you, honey," growled the wolf and jumped out of bed and started chasing her.

It was almost too late when Little Red Riding Hood realized that the person lying on the bed was not her grandmother but a hungry wolf.

She ran across the room and out the door screaming, “Help me! Wolf ! as difficult as possible.

A woodcutter who was cutting wood nearby heard his scream and ran towards the cabin as fast as he could.

He grabbed the wolf and spat out the poor grandmother, who was a bit exhausted from the whole experience, but still intact. "Oh my gosh, I'm so scared!" Little Red Riding Hood sobbed, "I'll never talk to strangers or hang out in the woods again."

“That, that, my child. You have learned an important lesson. Thank God you shouted loud enough for that kind woodworker to hear!”

The woodcutter dislodged the wolf and carried it deep into the forest, where it no longer bothered people.

Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother had a nice lunch and a long chat.

By Muhammad Shamoon

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Muhammad Shamoon

My name is Muhammad Shamoon, and I am a passionate content writer. With a keen eye for detail and a love for storytelling, I have developed my skills to deliver engaging and informative content across various platforms.

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