There lived a little girl. Her mother loved her without memory, and her grandmother even more. For her granddaughter's birthday, her grandmother gave her a red cap. Since then, the girl went everywhere in it. Neighbors said this about her:
Here comes Little Red Riding Hood!
Once mom baked a pie and said to her daughter:
- Go, Little Red Riding Hood, to your grandmother, bring her a pie and a pot of butter and find out if she is healthy.
Little Red Riding Hood got ready and went to her grandmother.
She goes through the forest, and towards her is a gray wolf.
- Where are you going. Little Red Riding Hood? Wolf asks.
- I go to my grandmother and bring her a pie and a pot of butter.
- How far does your grandmother live?
“Far away,” says Little Red Riding Hood. - Over there in that village, behind the mill, in the first house from the edge.
- Okay, - says the Wolf, - I also want to visit your grandmother. I'll go down this road, and you go down that one. Let's see which one of us comes first.
The Wolf said this and ran, which was in his spirit, along the shortest path.
And Little Red Riding Hood went along the longest road. She walked slowly, stopping along the way, picking flowers and collecting them in bouquets. Before she had even reached the mill, the Wolf had already galloped up to her grandmother's house and was knocking on the door:
Knock Knock!
- Who's there? Grandma asks.
It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, - the Wolf answers, - I came to visit you, I brought a pie and a pot of butter.
Grandmother was sick at the time and was in bed. She thought that it really was Little Red Riding Hood, and she called out:
“Pull the string, my child, and the door will open!”
The wolf pulled the rope - the door opened.
The wolf rushed at the grandmother and swallowed her at once. He was very hungry because he had not eaten anything for three days. Then he closed the door, lay down on his grandmother's bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood.
Soon she came and knocked:
Knock Knock!
Little Red Riding Hood was frightened, but then she thought that her grandmother was hoarse from a cold, and answered:
It's me, your granddaughter. I brought you a pie and a pot of butter!
The wolf cleared his throat and said more subtly:
“Pull the string, my child, and the door will open.
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the rope-door and opened it. The girl entered the house, and the Wolf hid under the covers and said:
- Put the pie on the table, granddaughter, put the pot on the shelf, and lie down next to me!
Little Red Riding Hood lay down next to the Wolf and asked:
“Grandma, why do you have such big hands?”
“This is to hug you tighter, my child.
“Grandma, why do you have such big ears?”
“To hear better, my child.
“Grandma, why do you have such big eyes?”
“To see better, my child.
“Grandma, why do you have such big teeth?”
- And this is to eat you faster, my child!
Before Little Red Riding Hood had time to gasp, the Wolf rushed at her and swallowed her.
But, fortunately, at that time, woodcutters with axes on their shoulders were passing by the house. They heard a noise, ran into the house and killed the Wolf. And then they cut open his belly, and Little Red Riding Hood came out, and behind her and grandmother - both whole and unharmed.
Little Red Riding Hood (plot options) - 1
Little Red Riding Hood by Charles Perrault
The fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" is familiar to everyone, but most are known in an adapted
retelling for children. Only a few have read a translation close to the original text.
"Little Red Riding Hood" by Charles Perrault or the Brothers Grimm.
But this tale also had folk versions that the language does not turn
call a fairy tale for children.
The plot that formed the basis of the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" was already known in the 14th century. Quicker
In all, it originated in Italy and from there migrated to France. The most severe option
of this story said that the wolf, having met the girl in the forest and found out where she was going,
overtook her, killed her grandmother, prepared food from her body, and a drink from her blood,
which he treated the granddaughter who came, dressed as a grandmother. Grandma's cat tried
warn the girl that she is eating the remains of her grandmother, but the wolf killed the cat by launching
her wooden shoes. Then the wolf invites the girl to undress and lie down next to him,
and throw your clothes into the fire. The girl does so, asking in surprise why her grandmother
so much hair, such long nails and such big teeth.
To the last question, the wolf answers:
"This is to quickly eat you, my child!"
and eat the girl.
However, there was a more optimistic version: the girl, realizing
that in front of her was not a grandmother at all, outwitted the wolf and ran away.
The wolf in folk versions did not accidentally speak in a human voice and tried to
disguise as a grandmother. It was not just a wolf, but a werewolf.
Lisa Evans. Little Red Riding Hood and wolf
In 1697, the French writer Charles Perrault published The Tales of Mother Goose,
or Stories and tales of bygone times with teachings", which included the legend processed by him
about a girl and a wolf. In the version of Charles Perrault, the girl got a red headdress, but
not a cap at all, as in Russian translations, but a chaperon - a kind of hood. Perrault left
ending with the death of the girl, and also retained the sexual overtones of the folk tale
(in a folk tale, the wolf makes the girl undress and lie down with him), emphasizing his
moralizing poem. At the same time, the French writer removed from the plot
naturalistic scenes.
The original version of Charles Perrault's fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood"
(The translation is quoted from Eric Berne's book "Games People Play.
People who play games").
Once upon a time, in a distant village, there lived a lovely little girl. Her mother and grandmother
loved her without memory. Grandmother sewed her a red cap, which suited her so well,
that everyone began to call the girl Little Red Riding Hood.
Harriet Backer. Little Red Riding Hood
Felix Schlesinger. Little Red Riding Hood
One day, mom baked a whole pan of pies and said to her daughter:
Little Red Riding Hood, Grandma is sick. Will you take her pies and a pot
freshly churned butter?
Walter Crane. Little Red Riding Hood
Charles Sillem Lidderdale. Little Red Riding Hood
Maud Humphrey. Little Red Riding Hood
Little Red Riding Hood immediately got up and went to her grandmother. And her grandmother lived in
another village, behind a dense, wild forest.
Passing through the forest, she met a wolf. The wolf wanted to eat her, but was afraid
because the lumberjacks worked nearby. So he came up with a plan.
"Where are you going, my little one?" asked the wolf.
- See your grandmother
said Little Red Riding Hood.
“I have a pot of freshly churned butter and pies for her.
"And how far are you going?" asked the wolf.
-Far, —
answered Little Red Riding Hood. —Her house is quite far from here
the first from the other side of the forest.
“I also want to visit my grandmother.” said the sly wolf. — I will go this
path, and you are different. Let's see which one of us gets there first.
Emilio Freixas. Little Red Riding Hood and wolf
Gabriel Ferrier. Little Red Riding Hood and wolf
Jose Cruz Herrera. Little Red Riding Hood and wolf
Gustave Dore. Little Red Riding Hood and wolf
The wolf rushed to run with all his might along the shortest path, and Little Red Riding Hood
went down the longest path. She picked flowers, sang funny songs, played
with beautiful butterflies.
Walter Crane. wolf and grandma
The wolf burst into the room. He had not eaten for three whole days and was therefore very hungry. He
immediately swallowed Grandma. Then he pulled on his grandmother's dressing gown, climbed onto
bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood, who after a while came
and knocked on the door.
Carol Lawson. Little Red Riding Hood
Isabel Oakley Naftel. Little Red Riding Hood
-Who's there? —Wolf asked in his grandmother's voice. His voice was hoarse, but
Little Red Riding Hood thought Grandmother had a sore throat.
- It's me, Little Red Riding Hood, -
she said. — I brought you
pies and a pot of freshly beaten butter.
"Open the door and come in" said the wolf in as gentle a voice as he could.
He pulled the blanket up to his eyes.
- Put your basket on the table and come to me, - said the wolf.
Walter Crane. Little Red Riding Hood and wolf
Little Red Riding Hood came closer. She said:
“Grandma, what long arms you have!”
-It's to better hug you, my dear, - said the wolf.
“Grandma, what long ears you have!”
"It's to hear you better, my dear."
“Grandma, what big eyes you have!”
“It is to see you better, my dear.
“Grandma, what big teeth you have!”
"It's to eat you!"— said the wolf and swallowed Little Red Riding Hood.
Arthur Rackham. Little Red Riding Hood
Morality
Little kids for no reason
(And especially girls,
beauties and spoiled women),
On the way, meeting all sorts of men,
You can’t listen to insidious speeches, -
Otherwise, the wolf may eat them.
I said wolf! Wolves can't be counted
But there are others in between.
Dodgers so puffy
What, sweetly exuding flattery,
The maiden's honor is guarded,
Accompany their walks home,
Spend them bye-bye through the dark back streets ...
But the wolf, alas, is more modest than it seems,
That is why he is always crafty and scary!
Have you read Little Red Riding Hood to your children? I recommend reading this tale only not in the translation of Ch. Perro, but in the interpretation of the Latvian writer Karlis Skalbe. Believe me, this tale is no less interesting and fascinating, and it also tells about grandmother's habits. You are interested? Then read on!
Grandma's eyes were getting worse. She knitted a red cap for her granddaughter so that she could see better when the girl was walking towards her along the overgrown road. Grandmother lived on the edge of the forest in a small house, she was waiting for her granddaughter to visit. From the window, grandmother could clearly see how the girl was walking through the field like a red ladybug: herself in the grass, and her head out. The cap for the granddaughter turned out to be big, and whoever meets Little Red Riding Hood, everyone is surprised is it a girl or a red fungus? If you meet someone, say hello, mother said to Little Red Riding Hood, escorting the girl to the door.
Hello Hello! Little Red Riding Hood said to everyone she met on the way.
And all people were good uncles and aunts for her. One day she met a dog on the way. Hello, the girl said and curtsied. The dog stopped, wagged his tail and barked with joy that there were such cute children in the world. And on the way home, he remembered all his pranks. How he stole meat from the pantry and, as always, strove to grab the host's guests by the leg. He was ashamed and decided to correct himself.
One day, Little Red Riding Hood picked strawberries and decided to take them to her grandmother. Mom tied a white apron on the girl, and she took in both hands a green jug filled with bright red strawberries. If wormholes or horse tracks came across under her feet, the girl held a handful of berries with her hand, so as not to scatter. So she walked through the green forest and said to everyone she met: “Hello!”
Suddenly, a wolf jumped out of the bushes. A hunter with dogs was chasing him. The wolf wanted to cross the road, but he saw Little Red Riding Hood and stopped.
Hello! - said Little Red Riding Hood and trustingly approached him.
"Hello," growled the wolf, and his eyes lit up. - What are you carrying?
I'm bringing berries to my grandmother, - answered Little Red Riding Hood and raised the jug. “What a sweet child,” thought the wolf. - Should I eat it now or wait? No, it will be fine…”
I'm the neighbor's dog," said the wolf, looking into the girl's eyes and wagging his tail like a dog. - Let's go together.
All right, little dog, just don't push me with your head, otherwise you will knock over the jug, said Little Red Riding Hood, covering the berries with her hand. "And don't get my apron dirty."
Give me a berry, - the wolf asked and opened his mouth.
Catch! - said Little Red Riding Hood and threw him the reddest one, and the strawberry hit the wolf on the very tongue.
More! demanded the wolf.
Oh, doggy, what red eyes you have! - exclaimed Little Red Riding Hood, and her berries fell on the ground,
This is from your berries, - said the wolf.
Little Red Riding Hood stood and trembled.
Look into my eyes, there is nothing there but the forest and your berries, the wolf assured her.
Oh, doggy, don't look at me, all my berries are crumbling. I always carry a full jug with a slide to my grandmother. And now she’ll think that I ate everything myself.” You’d better go alone.
Well, I'll go and tell my grandmother that she will have a guest, - said the wolf and rushed through the juniper bushes.
He saw that the grandmother went to the river bank for herbs. The room was empty. The wolf walked up to the house and knocked on the door three times with his paw. Nobody responded.
The wolf pushed the door open with his muzzle and entered. There was a bed in the room, like a tower, with three featherbeds and six white pillows like swans.
The green blanket was carefully tucked in around the edges, and in its folds good grandmother's Habits dozed. Bunches of dried herbs hung on the walls. There was also chamomile, and mousetail, and mullein, and many other herbs.
The room smelled like the barn where the wolf had once spent the night hiding from the hunters—cumin and drying leaves. On a chair, near the bed, lay a prayer book and a neatly folded grandmother's cap. The wolf put a cap on his head, pulled back the covers and jumped into bed.
Creak-creak, - the bed creaked with all four legs. - Wolf-wolf!
Frightened grandmother's Habits spilled out of bed and scattered around the corners like timid gray mice.
There was a string of the finest Habits making! Habit of Knitting, Habit of Patching and Habit of Making Gifts. And there was one Habit there, it looked like a squirrel with a crooked yellow forelock: it was the Habit of Gnawing Crusts. She climbed into a corner, onto a basket of crusts, and trembled and shook her paws.
- Slap-slap, - bare feet slapped on the flat stone in front of the door.
- Hello, grandma! - said Little Red Riding Hood and entered.
- Hello, granddaughter! the wolf answered in a grandmother's voice and groaned:
- Oh, how my back hurts!
- And I brought you berries. - Little Red Riding Hood came up and served a jug.
- Oh! she screamed shortly.
And the wolf grabbed her, dragged her onto the bed and swallowed - um! Then, raising his muzzle, he sniffed the air: where did the girl go? Before that, he was hungry.
Tra-ra-ra-ra1 - This is a hunter walking through the forest and blowing a horn.
Two dogs, tongues out, rush ahead and look for the wolf on the trail. So they ran up to the door of the house and, whining, look back at the hunter. The hunter takes off his gun from his shoulder and quietly opens the door. Stretched out on the bed, there lies a wolf, and his belly is huge, like two wolves.
“Didn’t he swallow someone, the scoundrel!” - the hunter thought, took aim: bam! - and the wolf rolled over in bed and stuck out his tongue.
And the hunter quickly pulled out a knife from his belt and cut open the belly of the wolf.
Hello! - said Little Red Riding Hood and crawled out of the wolf's belly.
She was whole and unharmed, only looked a little sleepy and rumpled, like a lamb sleeping in the moss.
The hunter took her off the bed, and dragged the wolf out the door. As soon as he did this, the grandmother entered with a bunch of fragrant medicinal herbs.
When the hunter told her what had happened, she threw up her hands and released the end of her apron. Leaves of blackcurrant, St. John's wort and mullein scattered on the floor.
Then the grandmother quickly found St. John's wort, but there was not a single scratch on Little Red Riding Hood; the wolf swallowed her whole.
Well, then it will be enough to drink from fright, - the grandmother said joyfully and took a bunch of dried grass from the shelf. And while she was brewing weed, the hunter came out and skinned the wolf.
Well, what could be next? Little Red Riding Hood grew big, and the cap became small for her. Grandmother died, and her good Habits were buried with her in the grave, and it's so calm there, not a single wolf will disturb them, and they live for themselves, like mice in a mink. All of them are still alive, because good Habits, as you know, are eternal. Only the Crust Gnawing Habit grew old and lost its only tooth.
And Little Red Riding Hood is now a big and smart girl and no longer greets the wolf.
A short story about a girl who wears a red cap. The brave heroine of the story goes to visit her sick grandmother alone through the dense forest. The fearless Little Red Riding Hood meets a cunning wolf on the way, but the fairy tale ends well. A story where good triumphs over evil is suitable for reading to children at bedtime.
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There lived a little girl. She was modest and kind, obedient and hardworking. Mother could not get enough of the fact that she was growing such an assistant: her daughter helped her with the housework, and when all the work was done, she read something aloud to her mother.
Everyone liked this sweet girl, but her grandmother loved her the most. She once sewed a hat out of red velvet and gave it to her granddaughter for her birthday.
The new hat suited the girl very much, and because from that day on she did not want to wear any other, people called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One day my mother decided to bake a cake.
She kneaded the dough, and Little Red Riding Hood picked apples in the garden. The pie came out great! The mother looked at him and said:
- Little Red Riding Hood, go visit your grandmother. I will put a piece of cake and a bottle of milk in your basket, you will take it to her.
Little Red Riding Hood was delighted, immediately got ready and went to her grandmother, who lived on the other side of the forest.
The mother went out onto the porch to see the girl off and began to admonish her:
- With strangers, daughter, do not talk, do not turn off the road.
“Don’t worry,” said Little Red Riding Hood, said goodbye to her mother and went through the forest to the house where her grandmother lived.
Little Red Riding Hood walked along the road, walked, but suddenly stopped and thought: “What beautiful flowers grow here, and I don’t even look around, how loudly the birds sing, but I don’t seem to hear! How nice it is here in the forest!”
Indeed, the sun's rays made their way through the trees, beautiful flowers were fragrant in the clearings, over which butterflies fluttered.
And Little Red Riding Hood decided:
“I’ll bring Grandma along with the cake also a bouquet of flowers. She will probably be pleased. It’s still early, I’ll always have time for her.”
And she turned off the road straight into the thicket and began to pick flowers. Pick a flower and think:
A girl is walking through the forest, picking flowers, singing a song, and suddenly a furious wolf meets her.
And Little Red Riding Hood was not afraid of him at all.
- Hello, Little Red Riding Hood! - said the wolf. Where are you going so early?
- To Grandma.
- What do you have in your basket?
- A bottle of milk and a pie, my mother and I baked it to please my grandmother. She is sick and weak, let her get better.
- Little Red Riding Hood, where does your grandmother live?
“Good luck to you, Little Red Riding Hood,” muttered the wolf, and thought to himself: “Good girl, a tidbit would be for me; tastier, perhaps, than the old woman; but in order to capture both, it is necessary to lead the matter cunningly.
And he rushed with all his might by the shortest road to his grandmother's house.
Little Red Riding Hood is walking through the forest, not in a hurry, and the gray wolf is already knocking on Grandma's door.
- Who's there?
“It’s me, Little Red Riding Hood, who brought you a cake and a bottle of milk, open it for me,” the wolf answered in a thin voice.
“Press the latch,” Grandma shouted, “I am very weak, I can’t get up.”
The wolf pressed the latch, the door opened, and without saying a word, he went straight to the grandmother's bed and swallowed the old woman.
Then the wolf put on her dress, cap, lay down in bed and pulled the curtains.
And Little Red Riding Hood was picking all the flowers, and when she had already picked up so many of them that she could no longer bear, she remembered her grandmother and went to her.
Little Red Riding Hood came up to the grandmother's house, and the door was open. She was surprised, went inside and shouted:
- Good morning! “But there was no answer.
Then she went to the bed, parted the canopy, and saw that her grandmother was lying, the cap was pulled over her very face, and she looked strange.
- Oh, grandmother, why do you have such big ears? asked Little Red Riding Hood.
- To hear you better!
- Oh, grandmother, what big eyes you have!
- It's better to see you!
- Oh, grandmother, why do you have such big hands?
- To make it easier to hug you.
- Oh, grandmother, what a big mouth you have!
"It's to make it easier to swallow you!"
The wolf said this, jumped out of bed - and swallowed poor Little Red Riding Hood.
The wolf ate and lay down again in bed, fell asleep and began to snore loudly, very loudly.
A hunter walked by.
He heard some strange sounds coming from the house and became alert: it cannot be that the old woman was snoring so loudly!
He crept up to the window, looked inside - and there the wolf lies in the bed.
- There you are, gray robber! - he said. “I have been looking for you for a long time.
The hunter wanted to shoot the wolf first, but changed his mind. Suddenly he ate his grandmother, and she can still be saved.
The hunter then took the scissors and ripped open the belly of the sleeping wolf. Little Red Riding Hood and Grandmother got out of there - both alive and unharmed.
And all three were very, very happy. The hunter removed the skin from the wolf and carried it home. Grandmother ate a pie, drank the milk that Little Red Riding Hood brought her, and began to get better and gain strength.
Little Red Riding Hood realized that you should always obey your elders and never turn off the road in the forest.
The moral of Little Red Riding Hood
Little Red Riding Hood is one of the most popular fairy tales, and not only among the fairy tales of Charles Perrault, but also among the fairy tales of all authors around the world.
This fairy tale is included in the list of those that are read among the first to a child. A simple and seemingly uncomplicated story of a girl in a red cap, in fact, is a fairy tale with a deep meaning and psychological overtones.
Fairy tale Little Red Riding Hood is a story with morals and clear conclusions:
- You can't do what mom doesn't tell you to
- Can't talk to strangers
- Can't get off track
- You can't be too trusting
However, Little Red Riding Hood does bad things. At the first meeting with danger, with a wolf, she forgets all the instructions of her mother and begins to talk with the beast. That is why the girl was eaten at the end of the tale. The sad ending turns into a kind and happy ending with the arrival of the hunters, who kill the wolf and free Red and her grandmother.
Do not try to interpret this tale more seriously and look for hidden subtext in it - this will be wrong. The story has a very clear and subtle meaning.
There lived a little girl. Her mother loved her without memory, and her grandmother even more. For her granddaughter's birthday, her grandmother gave her a red cap. Since then, the girl went everywhere in it. Neighbors said this about her:
Here comes Little Red Riding Hood!
Once mom baked a pie and said to her daughter:
- Go, Little Red Riding Hood, to your grandmother, bring her a pie and a pot of butter and find out if she is healthy.
Little Red Riding Hood got ready and went to her grandmother.
She goes through the forest, and towards her is a gray wolf.
- Where are you going. Little Red Riding Hood? Wolf asks.
- I go to my grandmother and bring her a pie and a pot of butter.
- How far does your grandmother live?
“Far away,” says Little Red Riding Hood. - Over there in that village, behind the mill, in the first house from the edge.
- Okay, - says the Wolf, - I also want to visit your grandmother. I'll go down this road, and you go down that one. Let's see which one of us comes first.
The Wolf said this and ran, which was in his spirit, along the shortest path.
And Little Red Riding Hood went along the longest road. She walked slowly, stopping along the way, picking flowers and collecting them in bouquets. Before she had even reached the mill, the Wolf had already galloped up to her grandmother's house and was knocking on the door:
Knock Knock!
- Who's there? Grandma asks.
It's me, your granddaughter, Little Red Riding Hood, - the Wolf answers, - I came to visit you, I brought a pie and a pot of butter.
Grandmother was sick at the time and was in bed. She thought that it really was Little Red Riding Hood, and she called out:
“Pull the string, my child, and the door will open!”
The wolf pulled the rope - the door opened.
The wolf rushed at the grandmother and swallowed her at once. He was very hungry because he had not eaten anything for three days. Then he closed the door, lay down on his grandmother's bed and began to wait for Little Red Riding Hood.
Soon she came and knocked:
Knock Knock!
Little Red Riding Hood was frightened, but then she thought that her grandmother was hoarse from a cold, and answered:
It's me, your granddaughter. I brought you a pie and a pot of butter!
The wolf cleared his throat and said more subtly:
“Pull the string, my child, and the door will open.
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the rope-door and opened it. The girl entered the house, and the Wolf hid under the covers and said:
- Put the pie on the table, granddaughter, put the pot on the shelf, and lie down next to me!
Little Red Riding Hood lay down next to the Wolf and asked:
- Grandma, why do you have such big hands?
“This is to hug you tighter, my child.
- Grandma, why do you have such big ears?
“To hear better, my child.
- Grandma, why do you have such big eyes?
“To see better, my child.
- Grandma, why do you have such big teeth?
- And this is to eat you faster, my child!
Before Little Red Riding Hood had time to gasp, the Wolf rushed at her and swallowed her.
But, fortunately, at that time, woodcutters with axes on their shoulders were passing by the house. They heard a noise, ran into the house and killed the Wolf. And then they ripped open his belly, and Little Red Riding Hood came out, followed by her grandmother, both safe and sound.
