Once upon a time there was a little village girl, the prettiest one had known to see; her

mother was
mad about it, and her grandmother even more mad. This good woman had him make a Little Red
Riding Hood, which suited him so well that he was called Little Red Riding Hood everywhere.

One day her mother, having cooked and made pancakes, said to her: "Go and see how your
grandmother is doing, because I have been told that she is ill, bring her a pancake and this little pot
of butter." Little Red Riding Hood immediately left to go to his grandmother, who lived in another
village. Passing through a wood, she met compere the wolf, who had a great desire to eat her; but he
did not dare, on account of a few loggers who were in the forest. He asked her where she was going;
the poor child, who did not know that it is dangerous to stop listening to a wolf, said to him: "I am
going to see my grandmother, and bring her a pancake with a little pot of butter that my mother
sends her. . "

- Does she live far away? said the wolf.

- Oh ! yes, said Little Red Riding Hood, it's beyond the mill that you can see all over there, at the first
house in the village.

- Well, said the wolf, I want to go and see him too; I'm going this way here, and you this way, and
we'll see who gets there sooner. "

The wolf began to run with all his might down the shortest path, and the little girl took the longer
path, having fun picking nuts, chasing butterflies, and make bouquets of the little flowers she met.

It wasn't long before the wolf arrived at the grandmother's house; he hits: Knock, knock. " Who is
here ?

- It's your daughter, Little Red Riding Hood (said the wolf, mimicking her voice) who brings you a
pancake and a little pot of butter that my mother sends you. "

The good grandmother, who was in her bed because she felt a little in pain, shouted to him: "Pull the
peg, the bobbin will be looking for." "
The wolf pulled the peg, and the door opened. He threw himself on the good woman, and devoured
her in no time; for it was more than three days since he had eaten. Then he closed the door and went
to bed in the grandmother's bed, waiting for Little Red Riding Hood, who some time later knocked on
the door. Knock Knock. " Who is here ? "

Little Red Riding Hood, who heard the big voice of the wolf, was afraid at first, but believing that his
grandmother had a cold, replied: "It's your daughter, Little Red Riding Hood, who brings you a cake
and a baby. pot of butter that my mother sends you. "The wolf shouted to him, softening his voice a
little:" Pull the peg, the bobbin will seek. Little Red Riding Hood pulled the peg, and the door swung
open.

The wolf, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding in the bed under the blanket: "Put the pancake and
the little pot of butter on the hutch, and come and lie down with me." Little Red Riding Hood
undresses, and goes to bed, where she was astonished to see how her grandmother was made in her
negligee. She said to him: "My grandmother, how great your arms are!"

- It's the better to kiss you, my daughter.

- My grandmother, what great legs you have!

- It's to run better, my child.

- My grandmother, how big ears you have!

- It is to listen better, my child.

- My grandmother, how big eyes you have!

- It is to see better, my child.

- My grandmother, how big you have teeth!

- The better to eat you with, my dear. "

And saying these words, that wicked wolf threw himself on Little Red Riding Hood, and ate her.

Collective, Traditional Tales, ill. Julie Faulques, children's street