Part 3- The Grandmother

Little Red Riding Hood opened her eyes and saw the sunlight breaking through the trees and how the ground was covered with beautiful flowers.

She thought: “If a take a bouquet to grandmother, she will be very pleased. Anyway, it is still early, and I’ll be home on time.”

And she ran off into the woods looking for flowers. Each time she picked one she thought that she could see an even more beautiful one a little way off, and she ran after it, going further and further into the woods.

But the wolf ran straight to the grandmother’s house and knocked on the door. “Who’s there?”

“Little Red Riding Hood. I’m bringing you some cake and wine. Open the door for me.”

“Just press the latch,” called out the grandmother.

“I’m too weak to get up.” The wolf pressed the latch, and the door opened.

He stepped inside, went straight to the grandmother’s bed, and ate her up.

Then he took her clothes, put them on, and put her cap on his head. He got into her bed and pulled the curtains shut.