Almost too late, Little Red Riding
Hood realized that the person in the bed was not her Grandmother, but a hungry
wolf.
She ran across the room and through the door, shouting,
"Help! Wolf!" as loudly as she could.
A woodsman who was chopping logs nearby heard her cry and
ran towards the cottage as fast as he could.
He grabbed the wolf and made him spit out the poor
Grandmother who was a bit frazzled by the whole experience, but still in one
piece.
"Oh Grandma, I was so
scared!" sobbed Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll never speak to
strangers or dawdle in the forest again."
"There, there, child. You've learned an
important lesson. Thank goodness you shouted loud enough for this kind
woodsman to hear you!"
The woodsman knocked out the wolf and carried him deep
into the forest where he wouldn't bother people any longer.
Little Red Riding Hood and her Grandmother had a nice
lunch and a long chat.