 Hello everyone, my name is Mara the storyteller and as you can see I am in the middle of a beautiful forest The perfect place to tell you the story of little red riding hood Now some of you might already know that the reason she had that name is because everywhere she went she wore her little red hood And one day her mother said to her oh, sweetheart. Could you take this basket of goodies over to your grandmother? She's not feeling very well today, and of course little red riding hood loved her grandmother And she was a very kind person and so she took the basket put on her hood and Off she skipped through the forest Every now and again She stopped to inhale the delicious fragrance of the flowers and sometimes she stopped to listen to the birds But it wasn't long before she came across a strange character leaning against a tree trunk Now you and I both know who that was It was the big bad wolf and he said to little red riding hood Where are you going little girl? And she said oh, I'm off to see my grandmother who lives on the other side of the forest Now the wolf thought hmm if I got there first I could eat up grandma and then I could have little red riding hood for dessert What a plan and so he said to little red riding hood Well, why don't you take the shortcut? it's just that way and so little red riding hood said thank you and Off she skipped through the forest and the big bad wolf raced towards grandma's house. He knocked on the door He barged in and there she was looking very weak and hungry because she hadn't had her breakfast And she was all tucked up in bed and the big bad wolf immediately went over grabbed hold of her and Gobbled her down and then he put on a little nightcap He put on her dress Her glasses were by the side of the bed and he put them on too and then he snuggled in Pulling the blanket up over him and it wasn't long before he heard A knock on the door Is it he called oh Her voice sounded a bit frail and a bit odd and a bit deep but little red riding hood thought oh she mustn't be well It's me grandmother little red riding hood Come in Said the wolf and so she let herself in and oh Grandmother what big eyes you have all the better to see you with my dear Come closer. Oh Grandmother said little red riding hood. What big hairy hands you have all the better to cuddle you with my dear Come closer. Oh Grandmother what sharp teeth you have all the better to eat you with my dear and He leapt out of the bed. He grabbed hold of little red riding hood and Down she went to and well the wolf settled back into bed and was soon fast asleep and Little red riding hood. She called out help and I hear stuck in the wolf's stomach but even though she could hear the woodcutter very Faintly whistling as he walked through the woods He couldn't hear her and grandmother looked so weak and so she reached into her basket She took out some bread and jam and she spread it together And she handed it over to her grandmother to give her extra strength and then she thought I am gonna have to get out of here by myself and she saw that she had the knife in her hand and so She chopped a hole through the sleeping wolf's stomach. She pulled it apart. She let herself through She pulled grandmother out and grandmother was feeling much stronger after that nice jam bread sandwich and together They sewed up the wolf's stomach They each grabbed hold of his legs and arms and after three one two three They threw him out of the door and they said never come back here again And well the wolf was feeling a little bit sore Quite scared of what he had just gone through and he swore to himself that he would never ever go after little red Riding Hood again and off he sauntered into the woods feeling a little bit. Sorry for himself And Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother well, they had a delicious breakfast that day perfectly safe Perhaps a little bit smelly, but they would speak of that adventure for many many years to come Now that is one story of Little Red Riding Hood and I'm sure you probably have heard a few variations That story is told all over the world Sometimes it's not a wolf. Sometimes it's a tiger Sometimes it's not a Little Red Riding Hood. Sometimes it's a little boy who walks through the forest Perhaps you could make up your own version of Little Red Riding Hood and if you do I would absolutely love to hear it See you soon