"What is your name, little girl?" the wolf asked.
"I am Robin, but everyone calls me Little Red Riding Hood because of my cloak. Also, I am not allowed to talk to strangers." Little Red replied.
Walking away, Little Red happily skipped, swinging the basket of food back and forth as she went.
The wolf was hungry, and upset that the little girl had been taught so well. He made a plan to get the food in the basket. Running ahead of Little Red, wolf went all the way to the old lady's house. Remembering his manners, wolf knocked on the door.
From inside came a faint, "Who is it?"
"It is I, Wolf," he replied. Then, opening the door, wolf slipped inside.
"What do you have to bring me today?" grandmother asked. Digging in his rucksack, Wolf found a letter addressed to Grandma Robin.
Suddenly, wolf's stomach rumbled. "Wolf! If I had known you were hungry, I would have made you a sandwich! Please, do stay a little longer," grandmother insisted.
"Yes, ma'am," wolf's plan was working well. There was a knock on he door, and grandmother excused herself for a moment to answer it. A moment later, she was back, with Little Red and the basket of food.
"Hello Little Red," wolf said in greeting.
"Here wolf, have a roll, and stay and eat with Robin and me."
Wolf thanked grandmother. His plan had worked! He was getting free food!
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