Part 2- The wolf

The grandmother lived out in the woods, a half hour from the village. When Little Red Riding Hood entered the woods a wolf came up to her.

She did not know what a wicked animal he was, and was not afraid of him. “Good day to you, Little Red Riding Hood.”

“Thank you, wolf.”

“Where are you going so early, Little Red Riding Hood?”

“To grandmother’s.”

“And what are you carrying under your apron?”

“Grandmother is sick and weak, and I am taking her some cake and wine. We baked yesterday, and they should give her strength.”

“Little Red Riding Hood, just where does your grandmother live?”

“Her house is a good quarter hour from here in the woods, under the three large oak trees. There’s a hedge of hazel bushes there. You must know the place,” said Little Red Riding Hood.

The wolf thought to himself: “Now there is a tasty bite for me. Just how are you going to catch her?”

Then he said: “Listen, Little Red Riding Hood, haven’t you seen the beautiful flowers that are blossoming in the woods? Why don’t you go and take a look? And I don’t believe you can hear how beautifully the birds are singing. You are walking along as though you were on your way to school in the village. It is very beautiful in the woods.”