Narrator: Once upon a time, there lived a very sweet girl. She always wore a red cape with a hood. So everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.
R. Hood: What a beautiful day it is! Hello, birdie! Good morning, Mr. Squirrel!
Narrator: One day, Little Red Riding Hood’s mother had some bad news.
Mother: Your grandma is sick. I made her some food, but I can’t take it to her.
R. Hood: Poor Grandma. I’ll take it, Mother.
Mother: What a good girl you are! Here’s the food. Be careful going through the forest.
R. Hood: I will. Good-bye, Mother.
Narrator: Grandma lived on the other side of the forest. So Little Red Riding Hood took the basket and left for Grandma’s.
Narrator: In the forest lived a big, bad, and very hungry wolf.
Wolf: There’s nothing to eat in this forest. I’m sick of squirrels. The rabbits taste rotten. I want something new and yummy.
Narrator: Just then, Little Red Riding Hood walked by. She stopped when she saw the wolf.
R. Hood: Oh, hello, Mr. Wolf.
Wolf: Now she looks very tasty. Good day, little girl. Where are you going?
R. Hood: To my grandma’s house. She’s very sick.
Narrator: Talking to strangers, especially hungry ones, is dangerous. But Little Red Riding Hood did not know that.
Wolf: That’s too bad. Where does your grandma live? Maybe I can visit her too.
R. Hood: She lives on the other side of the forest. It’s very easy to find.
Wolf: Hurry along then. You mustn’t keep Grandma waiting.
Narrator: So Little Red Riding Hood continued on her way. The wolf watched her go. He had a plan.
Wolf: I’ll run to her grandma’s house and wait. Then when she comes . . .
Narrator: The wolf ran through the forest to Grandma’s house.
Wolf: Hello? Anybody home?
Narrator: There was no answer. The house looked empty.
Wolf: Where could Grandma be?
Narrator: Just then, the wolf heard Little Red Riding Hood coming up to the house. So the wolf put on Grandma’s shawl. Then he jumped into the bed.
R. Hood: Knock, knock.
Wolf: Who’s there?
R. Hood: It’s Little Red Riding Hood, Grandma. I brought some food for you.
Wolf: Oh, how lovely. Come inside, dear.
R. Hood: Grandma, what’s wrong with your voice?
Wolf: It’s this terrible cold.
R. Hood: Grandma, what big arms you have.
Wolf: All the better to hug you with, my dear.
R. Hood: Grandma, what big ears you have.
Wolf: All the better to hear you with, my dear.
R. Hood: Grandma, what big eyes you have.
Wolf: All the better to see you with, my dear.
R. Hood: Grandma, what big teeth you have.
Wolf: All the better to eat you with, my dear!
Narrator: Poor Little Red Riding Hood!
R. Hood: Help! Help!
Wolf: There’s no one to help you. You’re mine now!
Narrator: The wolf caught her with his big arms. He opened his mouth. He was about to bite her with his big sharp teeth when . . .
Grandma: What’s going on?
Wolf: I’m going to eat up your granddaughter. Yum!
Grandma: Well, I was just about to make some soup. Let me put some vegetables in. Then you can put her in too.
R. Hood: Grandma!
Narrator: Don’t worry. Grandma wasn’t really going to let the wolf eat Little Red Riding Hood. Grandma had a plan too.
Wolf: Hurry up! I’m starving!
Grandma: Hold your horses! I’m almost done.
Narrator: The vegetables Grandma put in the pot were hot chili peppers. She stirred the soup with a big wooden spoon.
Grandma: Mmm! Taste this, Mr. Wolf.
Wolf: Argh! It’s burning my mouth!
Grandma: Oh no! Here, eat this. You’ll feel better.
Wolf: Ow! My mouth is on fire! Ow!
Grandma: Oh dear! Have some water.
Wolf: Argh! Help! Get me out of here! Argh!
Narrator: With his mouth, tongue, and throat on fire, the wolf ran out of Grandma’s house as fast as he could. They never saw him again.
Grandma: Now, Little Red Riding Hood, did you learn your lesson?
R. Hood: Yes, Grandma. I’ll never speak to strangers again. And I’ll never eat Grandma’s soup!
Narrator: The end.