C’era una volta, al centro di una fitta foresta, una casetta, dove viveva una graziosa bambina chiamata Cappuccetto Rosso. Un giorno assolato, la madre la chiamò nella cucina della casetta.
Vide un cespuglio di more accanto al sentiero. “Che belle more!” esclamò, poggiando a terra il cestino. “Sono così graziose e mature… e così grandi! Deliziose! Forse potrei provarne ancora una…” Improvvisamente, Cappuccetto Rosso ricordò la madre, la sua promessa, la nonna e il cestino… Ritornò in fretta sul sentiero.
“Sono io, Cappuccetto Rosso. Ti ho portato le focacce perché sei malata,” rispose il lupo, facendo del suo meglio per nascondere il vocione da lupo.
Il lupo cercò di imitare la vocina della nonna e rispose: “Ciao, mia cara! Entra!”
“È per salutarti meglio, mia cara,” disse il lupo.
“È per vederti meglio, mia cara!”
“È per abbracciarti meglio, mia cara!” disse il lupo.
“È per MANGIARTI meglio!” ringhiò il lupo, che saltò dal letto e inghiottì anche lei. Poi, con lo stomaco pieno, si addormentò.
Translation to English
Little Red Riding Hood
Once upon a time, in the middle of a dense forest, a small house, where he lived a pretty little girl called Little Red Riding Hood. A sunny day, the mother called her in the kitchen of the house.
Once upon a time, in the center of a dense forest, there was a small house, where lived a pretty little girl named Little Red Riding Hood. One sunny day her mother called her into the kitchen of Their little house.
“The grandmother is sick,” he said. “Portal this basket of muffins, but be careful! It is on the path when you cross the forest and do not stop! If you walk fast, do not meet dangers.”
“Do not worry,” he said, “I will run by her grandmother without stopping.” Little Red Riding Hood kissed her mother and left. The baby began the long journey in the forest.
“Do not worry,” she said. “I will run to Grandma’s without stopping.” Little Red Riding Hood kissed her mother and left. The little girl started the long trip through the forest.
… But he soon forgot the wise words of the mother.
He saw a blackberry bush beside the path. “What beautiful blackberries!” he exclaimed, putting down his basket. “They are so graceful and mature … and so great! Delicious! Maybe I could even try one …” Suddenly, Little Red Riding Hood remembered his mother, his promise, his grandmother and the trash … He returned in haste on the path.
The forest became more and more dense. A yellow butterfly flew into the trees. “Oh, how beautiful!” He shouted. And he chased the butterfly through the trees. “Now I’ll take it!”
Then he saw the purple grass flowers. “Oh, how beautiful!” He exclaimed, “At Grandma will love!” It took a huge bouquet of flowers.
Meanwhile, two menacing eyes looked at her from behind a tree. A strange noise startled her Little Red Riding Hood in the woods with shock and heart started pounding. “I have to find the path and get away from here, quickly!”
Little Red Riding Hood ran and eventually found the trail. But as he began to relax, she heard another strange noise behind her …
… A deep voice said, “Hello, baby. Why do you walk all alone in the forest? Where are you going?”
“I’m bringing cakes to my grandmother. She lives at the end of this path,” said Little Red Riding Hood in a small voice.
“The grandmother lives alone?” He asked the wolf (as it was with a big bad wolf who was talking about the girl).
“Oh, yes,” replied Little Red Riding Hood, “and never open the door to strangers!”
“You have a very smart grandmother,” she replied the wolf. “Well, it was a pleasure talking to you. Maybe we will meet again!”
The wolf went away, thinking, “Mmmm, I’ll eat before the grandmother, then I wait for the arrival of the child.”
The wolf came at the end of the path, where it was the little house. Toc! Toc! The wolf knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” Grandma asked from the bed.
“It’s me, Little Red Riding Hood. I brought the cakes because they’re sick,” replied the wolf, doing his best to hide the big voice of the wolf.
“Oh, it’s gorgeous!” Grandma said. He did not notice anything strange. “Come in!”
Poor grandmother! In less than two seconds the wolf had crossed the room and swallowed the little old lady. A bite! Then the wolf put on the dress and the cuff of his grandmother and slipped into bed.
Shortly after, Little Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. “Grandma, it’s me. Can I come in?”
The wolf tried to imitate the voice of the grandmother and said, “Hello, my darling! Come in!”
“Grandma, that strong voice you have!” said the surprised little girl.
“It is better to say goodbye, my dear,” said the wolf.
“What big eyes you have …”
“It is better to see you, my dear!”
“And what big hands I have!” Little Red Riding Hood said, approaching the bed.
“It is better to embrace you, my dear!” said the wolf.
“… And what a great mouth you have,” the girl whispered weakly.
“It is better to eat you!” He growled the wolf, who jumped out of bed and swallowed her too. Then, with a full stomach, he fell asleep.
At this point a hunter emerged from the forest. He saw the house and decided to stop and ask for a glass of water. He was looking for a large wolf who stole the village sheep.
The hunter heard a strange whistling into the house. He looked through the window and saw the large wolf snoring on grandma’s bed. “The wolf! I will not run me this time!”
Carefully and quietly, the hunter crept into the house. Approaching the bed, he heard the sound of a baby crying … and the sound was coming from the wolf’s stomach! The hunter used the knife to cut the wolf’s stomach and came out Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother, safe and sound.
The hunter filled the wolf’s stomach with garden stones and then sewed. When the wolf woke up and saw the hunter, ran away as fast as possible. The rocks caused him such pain in my stomach that became a vegetarian and no longer bothered the village.
Now it is safe to go home, “said the hunter to Little Red Riding Hood.” The big bad wolf is gone and there are more dangers on the trail. ”
Little Red Riding Hood’s mother came to grandmother’s house when the sun was setting. He was worried when her daughter had not returned home. When she saw Little Red Riding Hood, burst into tears of joy. “Oh, you’re safe!”
After thanking again the hunter, Little Red Riding Hood and her mother returned home through the forest.
As they walked quickly under the trees, the little girl said to her mother: “We must always stay on the path and never stop. If we do, we’ll be save.