Little
Red Riding Hood
Once upon a time there
was a dear little girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but most of
all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to
the child. Once she gave her a little riding hood of red velvet, which suited
her so well that she would never wear anything else; so she was always called
'Little Red Riding Hood.'
One day her mother said
to her: 'Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a bottle of
wine; take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her
good. Set out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and
quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and
then your grandmother will get nothing; and when you go into her room, don't
forget to say, "Good morning", and don't peep into every corner
before you do it.'
'I
will take great care,' said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother, and gave her hand on it.
The grandmother lived
out in the wood, half a league from the village, and just as Little Red Riding
Hood entered the wood, a wolf met her. Red Riding Hood did not know what a
wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him.
'Good day, Little Red Riding Hood,' said he.
'Thank you kindly,
wolf.'
'Whither away so early,
Little Red Riding Hood?'
'To my grandmother's.'
'What have you got in your apron?' asked the wolf again.
'Cake and wine;
yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick grandmother is to have something good,
to make her stronger.'
'Where does your
grandmother live, Little Red Riding Hood?'
'A good quarter of a
league farther on in the wood; her house stands under the three large
oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below; you surely must know it,' replied
Little Red Riding Hood.
The wolf thought to himself: 'What a tender young creature! what a nice plump
mouthful - she will be better to eat than the old woman. I must act craftily,
so as to catch both.'
So he walked for a
short time by the side of Little Red Riding Hood, and then he said: 'See,
Little Red Riding Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here - why do you not
look round? I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds
are singing; you walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while
everything else out here in the wood is merry.'
Little Red Riding Hood
raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and there through
the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought: 'Suppose I take
grandmother a fresh nosegay; that would please her too. It is so early in the
day that I shall still get there in good time.'
So she ran from the
path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked one, she
fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on, and ran after it, and so
got deeper and deeper into the wood.
Meanwhile the wolf ran
straight to the grandmother's house and knocked at the door.
'Who is there?' asked grandmother.
'Little Red Riding
Hood,' replied the wolf. 'She is bringing cake and wine; open the door.'
'Lift the latch,'
called out the grandmother, 'I am too weak, and cannot get up.'
The wolf lifted the
latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to the
grandmother's bed, and devoured her. Then he put on her clothes, dressed
himself in her cap, laid himself in bed and drew the curtains.
Little Red Riding Hood,
however, had been running about picking flowers, and when she had gathered so
many that she could carry no more, she remembered her grandmother, and set out
on the way to her.
She was surprised to find the cottage-door standing open, and when she went
into the room, she had such a strange feeling that she said to herself: 'Oh
dear! how uneasy I feel today, and at other times I like being with grandmother
so much.' She called out: 'Good morning,' but received no answer; so she went
to the bed and drew back the curtains. There lay her grandmother with her cap
pulled far over her face, and looking very strange.
'Oh! grandmother,' she
said, 'what big ears you have!'
'All the better to hear
you with, my child,' was the reply.
'But, grandmother, what big eyes you have!' she said.
'All the better to see
you with, my dear.'
'But, grandmother, what
large hands you have!'
'All the better to hug
you with.'
'Oh! but, grandmother,
what a terrible big mouth you have!'
'All the better to eat
you with!'
And scarcely had the
wolf said this, than with one bound he was out of bed and swallowed up Red
Riding Hood.
When the wolf had
appeased his appetite, he lay down again in the bed, fell asleep and began to
snore very loud.
The huntsman was just
passing the house, and thought to himself: 'How the old woman is snoring! I
must just see if she wants anything.' So he went into the room, and when he
came to the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it.
'Do I find you here, you old sinner!' said he. 'I have long sought
you!' But just as he was going to fire at him, it occurred to him that the wolf
might have devoured the grandmother, and that she might still be saved, so he
did not fire, but took a pair of scissors, and began to cut open the stomach of
the sleeping wolf.
DIRECT SPEECH
1. Statement
Ø
'I will take great care,'
said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother.
Ø
'Good day, Little Red
Riding Hood,' said he.
2. Question
Ø
'What have you got in
your apron?' asked the wolf.
Ø
'Who is there?' asked
grandmother.
3. Imperative
Ø
'But, grandmother, what
big eyes you have!' she said.
Ø
'Do I find you here, you
old sinner!' said he.
INDIRECT
SPEECH
1. Statement
Ø The Little Red Riding Hood said to her mother
that she would take great care.
Ø He said good day to the Little Red Riding Hood.
2. Question
Ø The wolf asked to The Little Red Riding Hood what
had she got in your apron.
Ø Grandmother asked who is there.
3. Imperative
Ø
She said to the grandmother
that her eyes are big.
Ø The huntsman to the wolf that he found it.
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