![]() “But…” Little Red Riding Hood began tilting her head down at the basket, “I ate most of it.” It’s hard to miss.’’ she said putting in the last bit of bread. “I was going to my grandma’s farm to bring her pie, milk, and bread.’’ she anwsered lickiing her greasy fingers. Forgetting what her mother had said, and trying not to be rude, Little Red Riding Hood replied “Good afternoon.” “Say,” said the fox rubbing his paws together “What is that you got in that basket?” ![]() “Good afternoon young lady!” he said, combing his tail with his paws. ![]() He picked out a few thorns and leaves off of himself, and straightened out his glossy coat with his small grubby fingers. The sound inched closer… and closer… until, finally, to Little Red Riding Hood’s surprise, a fox sprung out of a large shrub. “Mother says that fennel bread helps ease a sore stomach.” So on that note, she pulled out the bread and broke it in half, sending a crunching sound through the forest.Īfter taking a few immense bites, Little Red Riding Hood heard the snapping of twigs and branches. Every last drop went down her throat.Īfter drinking a large quantity of milk, her stomach felt chafed. And in no longer than one short minute, the whole carton of milk was empty. “I’m sure she won’t mind me taking a few sips,” she said, opening the top. “Grandmother has a farm with lots of cows soooo…” Little Red Riding Hood said to herself. After eating the pie her mouth became dry from the pecans, she looked at the milk, the only drink in the basket. When I get over to her farm, I’ll bake another pie for her with fresher ingredients. “ I’m sure grandmother wouldn’t mind if I ate some of her pie. She removed the checkered cloth covering the basket and began by eating the pie. Little Red Riding Hood soon began to yearn for something to consume considering she didn’t have breakfast. After thirty minutes of nonstop walking, Little Red Riding Hood sat down in a patch of dried grass near an old maple tree. A sliver of butter on top of overlapping mounds of pancakes. ![]() At about a quarter of the way, the sun melted and slowly touched the vastness of farmland and houses. The forest trees let in a limited amount of light because of their condensed branches and leaves, making the forest cold. “Don’t be ill at ease, mother, I am only going to grandmother’s farm!” Replied Little Red Riding Hood with a smile on her face like bread and spread. “Be very sure not to stray from the trail and never talk to strangers!” “Little Red Riding Hood,” her mother began slowly. when the sky was still streaked with pale peachy pink and yellow, ran past her breakfast, grabbed a basket with a slice of pecan pie, milk, and one loaf of fennel bread and ran halfway out of the door before her mother grabbed her hood. It does not store any personal data.Little Red Riding Hood sprang out of her bed at precisely 7:00 a.m. The cookie is set by the GDPR Cookie Consent plugin and is used to store whether or not user has consented to the use of cookies. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Performance". This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Other. The cookies is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Necessary". The cookie is set by GDPR cookie consent to record the user consent for the cookies in the category "Functional". The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Analytics". These cookies ensure basic functionalities and security features of the website, anonymously. Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly.
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