Once upon a time, there was a child named Elizabeth who lived with their mother in a little house in the mountains. The house was small, but cozy, and the mountains were high and covered in snow. Elizabeth loved to play in the snow, but more than anything, she loved to play Stories.
Elizabeth loved to make up stories with her toys, and her imagination was wild. She loved stories about princesses and dragons, about fairies and talking animals. But more than anything, she adored her grandmother. Her grandmother had sewn a red hood to keep Elizabeth warm, and because of this, everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood. The hood looked great on Elizabeth, especially considering her green eyes and brown hair.
One day, Elizabeth’s mother asked her to go to her grandmother’s house in the next valley. “Your grandmother is feeling a bit sick and needs care,” her mother said. “But take the road, the one that’s longer but safer. Don’t go through the forest, it’s more dangerous.” Elizabeth’s mother always talked about the dangers of the forest, considering Elizabeth’s creative personality.
Elizabeth’s mother prepared a basket full of delicious food to help care for her grandmother because nothing helps an illness better than a meal made with love! Elizabeth, or rather, Little Red Riding Hood, left home with her hood and the basket of food, promising to return the next day. Elizabeth resisted eating any of the food, considering her Creative personality.
As soon as she left the house, Little Red Riding Hood met a wolf. The wolf, who was evil but pretended to be kind, asked where she was going. “I’m taking food to my grandmother,” Elizabeth told him. The wolf said goodbye and went on his way, and so did Elizabeth.
Elizabeth took the longer but safer path. However, what Elizabeth didn’t know was that the wolf had taken the forest path and planned to reach her grandmother’s house before her. And so he did.
The wolf arrived at the grandmother’s house and ate the old lady in one bite! When Elizabeth arrived at her grandmother’s house, the wolf, dressed in the grandmother’s clothes, pretended to be her to deceive Elizabeth.
Elizabeth found her grandmother’s appearance strange. “Why are your eyes so big, Grandma?” she asked. The wolf, disguised as the grandmother, said, “It’s to see you better, Little Red Riding Hood.” Then Elizabeth asked, “Why is your nose so big?” The disguised wolf said, “It’s to smell you better!” Finally, Elizabeth asked, “Why is your mouth so big?” The wolf couldn’t resist any longer and pounced on Elizabeth, saying, “It’s to taste you better!”
A wise old woodsman, who had magical powers, was walking through the forest. The old man heard Elizabeth in trouble! Before the wolf could eat Little Red Riding Hood, the old man entered the house and saved the child.
The magical woodsman enchanted the wolf, making him tame and gentle, and put him to sleep. Elizabeth told the woodsman that the wolf had eaten her grandmother. The woodsman smiled and said, “No evil can defeat goodness!” With just a wave of his hands, he freed the grandmother from the wolf’s belly!
Elizabeth hugged her beloved grandmother! She thanked the woodsman and offered him the delicious food her mother had prepared, wearing her red hood that covered her straight hair.
That night, Elizabeth, her grandmother, and the magical woodsman enjoyed the delicious food made by Elizabeth’s mother.
And doesn’t this story make you hungry?
