Little Red Ridding Hood
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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This is a story of Little Red Riding Hood, written by Leanne Gunther narrated by me ac Mitchell. Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in a village near the forest. Whenever she went out, the little girl wore a red riding cloak, so everyone in the village called her Little Red Riding Hood. One morning, Little Red Riding Hood asked her mother if she could go to visit her grandmother as it had been a while since they'd seen each other. That's a good idea, her mother said. So they packed a nice basket for little Red riding Hood to take to her grandmother. When the basket was ready, the little girl put on her red cloak and kissed her mother goodbye. Remember go straight to grandmother's house. Her mother cautioned, Don't dawdle along the way and please don't talk to strangers. The woods are dangerous. Don't worry, mommy said Little Red Riding Hood, I'll be careful. But when Little Red Riding Hood noticed some lovely flowers in the woods, she forgot her promise to her mother, she picked a few watch. The butterflies flit around for a while. I listen to the frogs croaking, and then picked a few more. Little Red Riding Hood was enjoying the warm summer day so much that she didn't notice a dark shadow approaching out of the forest behind her. Suddenly the wolf appeared beside her. What are you doing here, little girl? The wolf asked, in a voice as friendly as he could muster. I'm on my way to see my grandma who lives through the forest near the brook, little Red Riding Hood replied. Then she realized how late she was, and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her grandmother's house. The wolf in the meantime took a shortcut. The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at grandma's house and knocked lightly at the door. Oh thank goodness, dear, Come in, come in. I was worried sick. Something had happened to you in the forest, said grandma, thinking that the knock was her granddaughter. The wolf let himself in. Poor granny didn't have time to say another word before the wolf gobbled her up. The wolf let out a satisfied burb and then poked through grannies wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked. He added a frilly sleeping cap and for good measure dabbed some of granny's perfume behind his pointy ears. A few minutes later red riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped into the bed, pulled the covers over his nose and said, no, is it in a crackly voice. It's me. Little Red Riding Hood! Oh, how lovely! Do come in, my dear croaked the wool. When little red riding Hood entered the little cottage she could scarcely recognize her grandmother grandma. Your voice sounds so odd. Is something the matter? She asked. Oh! I have a touch of a cold squeak, the wolf, adding a cough at the end to prove his point. But grandmother! What big ears you have? Said Little Red Riding Hood as she edged closer to the bed. The better to hear you with, my dear, replied the Wolff. But grandmother! What big eyes you have, said Little Red Riding Hood! The better to see you with, my dear, replied the Wolff. But grandmother! What big teeth you have, said Little Red Riding Hood, her voice quibbling slightly. The better to eat you with, my dear! Roared the wolf as he leapt out of the bed and began to chase the little girl almost too late. Little Red Riding Hood realized that the person in the bed was not her grandmother, but a Hungary wolf. She ran across the room and through the door, shouting, Help wolf! As loudly as she could. A woodsman who was chopping logs nearby, heard her cry and ran towards the cottage as fast as he could. He grabbed the wolf and made him spit out the poor grandmother, who was a bit frazzled by the whole experience, But still in one piece. Oh grandma! I was so scared. Saab, little Red riding Hood, I'll never speak to strangers, or do I go in the forest again? There there child. You've learned an important lesson. Thank goodness you shot a lot enough for this kind of woodsman to hear you. The woodsman knocked out the wolf and carried him deep into the forest, where he wouldn't bother people any longer. Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother had a nice lunch and a long chat.