She lay down in the first bed, but it was too hard. Goldilocks was very tired by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom. But just as she settled down into the chair to rest, it broke into pieces! “Ahhh, this chair is just right,” she sighed. So she tried the last and smallest chair. “This chair is too big, too!” she whined. Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest her feet. So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs. “Ahhh, this porridge is just right,” she said happily and she ate it all up.Īfter she’d eaten the three bears’ breakfasts she decided she was feeling a little tired.
So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge. So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl. “This porridge is too hot!” she exclaimed. She tasted the porridge from the first bowl. She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in.Īt the table in the kitchen, there were three bowls of porridge. Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks. The Story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears Little Red Riding Hood and her Grandmother had a nice lunch and a long chat. The woodsman knocked out the wolf and carried him deep into the forest where he wouldn’t bother people any longer.
Thank goodness you shouted loud enough for this kind woodsman to hear you!” “Oh Grandma, I was so scared!” sobbed Little Red Riding Hood, “I’ll never speak to strangers or dawdle in the forest again.”
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. She ran across the room and through the door, shouting, “Help! Wolf!” as loudly as she could.Ī woodsman who was chopping logs nearby heard her cry and ran towards the cottage as fast as he could. “The better to eat you with, my dear,” roared the wolf and he leapt out of the bed and began to chase the little girl.Īlmost too late, Little Red Riding Hood realized that the person in the bed was not her Grandmother, but a hungry wolf. “But Grandmother! What big teeth you have,” said Little Red Riding Hood her voice quivering slightly. “The better to see you with, my dear,” replied the wolf. “But Grandmother! What big eyes you have,” said Little Red Riding Hood. “The better to hear you with, my dear,” replied the wolf. “But Grandmother! What big ears you have,” said Little Red Riding Hood as she edged closer to the bed. “Oh, I just have touch of a cold,” squeaked the wolf adding a cough at the end to prove the point. When Little Red Riding Hood entered the little cottage, she could scarcely recognize her Grandmother. “Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear,” croaked the wolf. “Who is it?” he called in a cackly voice. The wolf jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. He added a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Granny’s perfume behind his pointy ears.Ī few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny’s wardrobe to find a nightgown that he liked. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word, before the wolf gobbled her up! “Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the forest,” said Grandma thinking that the knock was her granddaughter. The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma’s and knocked lightly at the door. The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut… Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down the path to her Grandma’s house. “I’m on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the brook,” Little Red Riding Hood replied. “What are you doing out here, little girl?” the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.