Once upon a time, there was a child named Daniel who lived with their mother in a little house in the mountains. The house was small but cozy, with a warm fire crackling in the fireplace and the scent of freshly baked cookies filling the air. Daniel loved living in the mountains. They loved to look out the window and see the snow-capped peaks and the fluffy clouds floating by. They loved the sound of the wind whistling through the trees and the chirping of the birds.
Daniel had curly black hair and big, brown eyes that sparkled with mischief. They were a very intelligent child, always asking questions and wanting to learn new things. Daniel loved playing superheroes! They would spend hours pretending to be their favorite heroes, saving the world from bad guys and rescuing people in distress. More than anything, though, Daniel adored their grandmother!
Their grandmother lived in the next valley, and Daniel would visit her as often as they could. She had sewn a beautiful red hood for Daniel to keep them warm. It looked so good on them, with their curly black hair and brown eyes. It looked so perfect that everyone started calling Daniel Little Red Riding Hood!
One day, Daniel’s mother asked them to go see their grandmother. “She’s not feeling well, and I think she needs some company and a little care,” she said. Daniel’s mother wanted them to take the road that went around the mountains, which was longer but safer. It was a long way to their grandmother’s house, but Daniel’s mother explained that the path through the forest was dangerous, and the road was much better. She knew Daniel was an intelligent child, and she wanted them to be safe.
“Here,” said Daniel’s mother. “I packed a basket full of food for your grandmother. Nothing helps an illness better than a meal made with love!”
The basket was filled with delicious cookies, juicy apples, and sweet bread. Daniel’s mother put on their red hood and gave them a big hug. “Be careful, my love,” she said. “Come back home tomorrow!” Daniel hugged their mother back, then picked up the basket. They looked at the delicious food inside. They wanted to eat it, but they were a smart child, and they knew they shouldn’t! They promised to bring it all to their grandmother, then headed out.
As soon as Daniel left the house, they met a big wolf. The wolf looked mean, but he pretended to be nice! He asked Daniel where they were going. “I’m taking food to my grandmother,” said Daniel.
The wolf said goodbye and went on his way. Daniel took the longer, safer road, but they didn’t know that the wolf had already taken the path through the forest. He was going to their grandmother’s house!
The wolf arrived at their grandmother’s house and ate the old lady in one bite! Then, he put on the grandmother’s clothes and waited for Daniel. When Daniel arrived, they saw their grandmother in bed.
“Grandma, why are your eyes so big?” asked Daniel.
The wolf, dressed as their grandmother, said, “It’s so I can see you better, Little Red Riding Hood!”
“Grandma, why is your nose so big?” asked Daniel.
“It’s so I can smell you better!” said the wolf.
“Grandma, why is your mouth so big?” asked Daniel.
The wolf couldn’t hold back any longer. He pounced on Daniel, saying, “It’s so I can eat you better!”
Suddenly, a wise old woodsman appeared in the doorway. He had magical powers. He heard Daniel in trouble, and he came to help! Before the wolf could eat Daniel, the woodsman entered the house and saved the child! He enchanted the wolf, making him tame and gentle. He put the wolf to sleep.
“The wolf ate my grandmother,” said Daniel, crying.
The woodsman smiled. “No evil can defeat goodness!” he said. He waved his hands, and the grandmother popped out of the wolf’s belly!
Daniel hugged their beloved grandmother tightly! They wore their red hood, which covered their curly black hair, and thanked the woodsman. They offered him the delicious food their mother had prepared!
That night, Daniel, their grandmother, and the magical woodsman enjoyed the delicious food made by Daniel’s mother. The cookies were gone in seconds, and the bread was devoured quickly! They laughed and chatted late into the night. The woodsman told stories of adventures and magic, and Daniel’s grandmother told stories of her childhood. It was a night full of happiness and love.
And doesn’t this story make you hungry?
