Once upon a time in the middle of a ADJECTIVE forest stood a ADJECTIVE cottage, the home of a pretty little girl known to everyone as Little Red Riding CLOTHING . One day, her Mummy waved her goodbye at the garden gate, saying: "Grandma is ill. Take her this basket of PLURAL FOOD , but be very careful. Keep to the path through the wood and don't ever stop. That way, you will come to no harm."
Little Red Riding Hood kissed her mother and ran off. "Don't worry," she said, "I'll run all the way to Grandma's without stopping."
Full of good intentions, the little girl made her way through the wood, but she was soon to forget her mother's ADJECTIVE words. "What lovely strawberries! And so ADJECTIVE ."
Laying her basket on the ground, Little Red Riding Hood bent over the Strawberry plants. "They're nice and ripe, and so ADJECTIVE ! Yummy! Delicious! Just another one. And one more. This is the last. Well, this one Mmmm."
The red fruit peeked through the leaves in the grass, and Little Red Riding Hood ran back and forth popping strawberries into her mouth. Suddenly she remembered her mother, her promise, Grandma and the basket and hurried back towards the path. The basket was still in the grass and, humming to herself, Little Red Riding Hood walked on.
The wood became ADJECTIVE and ADJECTIVE . Suddenly a yellow NOUN fluttered down through the trees. Little Red Riding Hood started to chase the NOUN.
"I'll catch you! I'll catch you!" she called. Suddenly she saw some large PLURAL NOUN in the grass.
"Oh, how sweet!" she exclaimed and, thinking of Grandma, she picked a large bunch.
In the meantime, two wicked eyes were spying on her from behind a tree and a strange VERB ENDING IN ING in the woods made Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING 's heart thump.
Now quite afraid she said to herself. "I must find the path and run away from here!"
At last she reached the path again but her heart leapt into her BODY PART at the sound of a ADJECTIVE voice which said: "Where are you going, my ADJECTIVE girl, all alone in the woods?"
"I'm taking Grandma some PLURAL FOOD . She lives at the end of the path," said Little Riding SAME CLOTHING in a faint voice.
When he heard this, the wolf (for it was the big ADJECTIVE wolf himself) politely asked: "Does Grandma live by herself?"
"Oh, yes," replied Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING , "and she never opens the door to strangers!"
"Goodbye. Perhaps we'll meet again," replied the wolf. Then he VERB away thinking to himself "I'll VERB the grandmother first, then lie in wait for the grandchild!" At last, the cottage came in sight. Knock! Knock! The wolf PAST TENSE VERB on the door.
"Who's there?" cried Grandma from her bed.
"It's me, Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING . I've brought you some PLURAL FOOD because you're ill," replied the wolf, trying hard to hide his gruff voice.
"Lift the latch and come in," said Grandma, unaware of anything amiss, till a ADJECTIVE shadow appeared on the wall. Poor Grandma! For in one bound, the wolf PAST TENSE VERB across the room and, in a single mouthful, swallowed the old lady. Soon after, Little Red Riding Hood tapped on the door.
"Grandma, can I come in?" she called.
Now, the wolf had put on the old lady's shawl and cap and PAST TENSE VERB into the bed. Trying to imitate Grandma's quavering little voice, he replied: "Open the latch and come in!
"What a ADJECTIVE voice you have," said the little girl in surprise.
"The better to greet you with," said the wolf.
"Goodness, what ADJECTIVE eyes you have."
"The better to see you with."
"And what ADJECTIVE hands you have!" exclaimed Little Red Riding Hood, stepping over to the bed.
"The better to hug you with," said the wolf.
"What a ADJECTIVE mouth you have," the little girl murmured in a weak voice.
"The better to eat you with!" growled the wolf, and jumping out of bed, he swallowed her up too. Then, a ADJECTIVE look came over the wolf's face. Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING tasted NEGATIVE ADJECTIVE !
As quickly as he'd eaten them, the big ADJECTIVE wolf spit out Little Red and The Granny.
"You arrived just in time," murmured the old lady, quite overcome by all the excitement.
"It's safe to go home now," the Wolf told Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING . "The big ADJECTIVE wolf lost his appetite, and there is no danger on the path.
Still scared, the little girl hugged her grandmother. Oh, what a dreadful fright!"
The Wolf left the cottage, and much later, as dusk was falling, Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING 's mother arrived, all out of breath, worried because her little girl had not come home. And when she saw Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING , safe and sound, she burst into tears of EMOTION .
Little Red Riding SAME CLOTHING and her mother set off towards the wood. As they walked quickly through the trees, the little girl told her mother: "We must always keep to the path and never stop. That way, we come to no harm!"
