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The wicked wolf put on Grandma’s night-clothes and climbed into her bed. Moments later, there was a knock on the door.

“Grandma,” called Little Red Riding Hood, “may I come in?”

The wolf tried to imitate Grandma’s quivering voice. “Come in!”

Little Red opened the door and set the basket down, and came closer. “Why, Grandma,” she said, “what a deep voice you have.”

“The better to greet you with,” said the wolf.

“And what big eyes you have.”

“The better to see you with.”

“And what big teeth you have!”

“The better to eat you with!”

The wolf grabbed the girl and let out a sinister howl! His howl was so loud that it echoed through the woods. The woodsman, fearing the worst, grabbed his axe and ran toward the terrible noise. He burst through the door and found Little Red in the wolf’s clutches. The woodsman swung his axe! The wolf jumped back, the blade just barely missing him, and let Little Red go.

“I’ll get you next time,” he said before running off into the woods.

Little Red Riding Hood ran to the closet and untied her grandma as the woodsman looked on.

Later, the three sat down to enjoy the goodies Little Red had brought…and she never, ever, ever spoke to a stranger again!

The Country Mouse and the City Mouse

There was once a happy little mouse that lived in the country. In the summer, the country mouse scampered around the wheat field, eating grain whenever he felt like it. As the weather grew cold, the little mouse moved into the farmhouse. Inside he gathered nuts and barley that were dropped on the kitchen floor. When winter came, he had a good supply of food in three neat piles: one for nuts, one for barley, and one for crumbs.

One snowy winter day, there was a knock at the door. It was his cousin, all the way from the city! When the little city mouse sat down to dinner, he couldn’t believe the country mouse had nothing to eat except barley, nuts, and crumbs.

The city mouse shook his head and said, “My poor country cousin. You do not live well at all. Why, you should see how I live! I have fine things to eat every day.”

The country mouse immediately felt ashamed of his simple home.

The city mouse went on, “Tomorrow, we’ll go to the city. I’ll show you my home and you will see how much nicer it is where I live.”

In the morning, they went to the city where the houses were big and there were people everywhere.

The very first place that the city mouse took his cousin was the kitchen cupboard. Inside there was a sack of brown sugar. They began to eat at once. The country mouse had never tasted anything so delicious in his life!

“Wow, cousin,” the country mouse said. “You are so lucky!”

Just then, the door swung open with a bang. The city mouse ran for the hole in the corner of the cupboard but the country mouse froze with fear. A cook reached into the cupboard and to her surprise came nose to nose with the country mouse.

She let out a scream and dropped the flour on the floor.

“Don’t just stand there, cousin!” shouted the city mouse. “Come on!”

The country mouse scurried through the little hole. When they were safe, the country mouse said, “Whew! That was close.”

The city mouse dusted the flour off his whiskers. “Don’t worry. She’ll be gone soon and then we can go back.”

After the cook had gone away, they crept back to the kitchen. This time, the city mouse had something new to share. They went through the hole in the cupboard, where a big jar of dried cherries was left open. These were even better than the brown sugar! Everything was wonderful until they heard scratch, scratch, scratch on the cupboard door.

“What is that?” asked the country mouse.

Suddenly there was a loud meow!

The city mouse ran as fast as he could to the hole, and this time the country mouse followed.

As soon as they were out of danger, the city mouse said with a glint in his eye, “That old cat will never catch me! Let’s go down to the pantry. There is even more food down there!”

Down in the pantry, there were rounds