Narrative Text - Snow White And Seven Dawrfs

Once upon a time in a great castle, there was a beautiful princess. She was very pretty, with blue
eyes and long black hair. Her skin was delicate and white, and so she was called Snow White.
Snow White had a step mother who was always jealous of Snow White's beauty. Her step mother
too was very beautiful, and the magic mirror told her this every day, whenever she asked it.
One day, the step mother asked the magic mirror who the loveliest lady in the land was and the
magic mirror answered Snow White was the loveliest in the land. The step mother was very mad.
Then he asked her trusty servants to take Snow White into the forest, far away from the Castle
and killed her. But the servant didn't kill Snow White, He led the innocent little girl away.
In the forest, little Snow White was alone and scared. She didn't know where she should go. But
suddenly she saw a small strange cottage. She wondered who lived there, then she entered the
cottage.
Inside the cottage, there was 7 beds and a kitchen. Snow White was to tired to explore the
cottage, and suddenly fallen a sleep. In the afternoon, the seven dwarfs who lived in the cottage,
came home. They surprised to see there was a young lady there. One dwarf woke her up and
asked who was she. Snow White told them her sad story. The seven dwarfs understood the
feeling of Snow White and asked her to live with them in the cottage.
Meanwhile in the castle, the servant came back and told to the step mother that Snow White was
killed. Then the step mother asked the magic mirror once again who the loveliest in the land was
and still the magic mirror answered the Snow White who lived in the small cottage with seven
dwarfs was the loveliest one in the land. So the step mother was angry and she planed something
bad to Snow White.
Then the step mother disguising herself as an old women who sold a basket of poisoned apples
and went to the cottage. In the cottage, the seven dwarfs warned Snow White to not open the
door to the stranger.
The step mother finally arrived to the cottage and began to offer Snow White an apple. Snow
White refused to open the door but the step mother kept persuade and finally Snow White
opened the door and brought an apple then he ate it. So Snow White fallen down with the
poisoned apple beside her.
In the afternoon, when the seven dwarfs came home, they were surprised with Snow White who
laid down on the floor with pale face and a poisoned apple beside her. The seven dwarfs were
sad seeing the Snow White was dying but not die yet. Then the seven dwarfs decided to make a
beautiful bed made from a crystal coffin to make Snow White keep alive.
Day by day, the seven dwarfs waited for the miracle came when Snow White suddenly woke up.
Then one day, there was a wanderer who actually a prince from far away kingdom saw a
beautiful lady was laid down on crystal bed. The wanderer asked the dwarfs what was happened
and the dwarfs told him the story.
Heard the Snow White's story, the princes decided to carry her to his Castle and asked the doctor
to help her. Then the prince kissed her to show his intention. But suddenly Snow White was back
to life. The fact was that the prince's kiss broke the spell. Then the prince asked Snow White to
marry him.
From that day on, Snow White lived happily in a great castle. But from time to time, she was
drawn back to visit the little cottage down in the forest.

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The Frog Prince

One fine evening a young princess put on her bonnet and clogs, and went out to take a walk by
herself in a wood; and when she came to a cool spring of water with a rose in the middle of it,
she sat herself down to rest a while. Now she had a golden ball in her hand, which was her
favourite plaything; and she was always tossing it up into the air, and catching it again as it fell.

After a time she threw it up so high that she missed catching it as it fell; and the ball bounded
away, and rolled along on the ground, until at last it fell down into the spring. The princess
looked into the spring after her ball, but it was very deep, so deep that she could not see the
bottom of it. She began to cry, and said, 'Alas! if I could only get my ball again, I would give all
my fine clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the world.'

Whilst she was speaking, a frog put its head out of the water, and said, 'Princess, why do you
weep so bitterly?'

'Alas!' said she, 'what can you do for me, you nasty frog? My golden ball has fallen into the
spring.'

The frog said, 'I do not want your pearls, and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will love me,
and let me live with you and eat from off your golden plate, and sleep on your bed, I will bring
you your ball again.'

'What nonsense,' thought the princess, 'this silly frog is talking! He can never even get out of
the spring to visit me, though he may be able to get my ball for me, and therefore I will tell him
he shall have what he asks.'

So she said to the frog, 'Well, if you will bring me my ball, I will do all you ask.'

Then the frog put his head down, and dived deep under the water; and after a little while he
came up again, with the ball in his mouth, and threw it on the edge of the spring.
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As soon as the young princess saw her ball, she ran to pick it up; and she was so overjoyed to
have it in her hand again, that she never thought of the frog, but ran home with it as fast as she
could.

The frog called after her, 'Stay, princess, and take me with you as you said,'

But she did not stop to hear a word.

The next day, just as the princess had sat down to dinner, she heard a strange noise - tap, tap -
plash, plash - as if something was coming up the marble staircase, and soon afterwards there was
a gentle knock at the door, and a little voice cried out and said:

'Open the door, my princess dear,

Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'

Then the princess ran to the door and opened it, and there she saw the frog, whom she had
quite forgotten. At this sight she was sadly frightened, and shutting the door as fast as she could
came back to her seat.

The king, her father, seeing that something had frightened her, asked her what was the matter.

'There is a nasty frog,' said she, 'at the door, that lifted my ball for me out of the spring this
morning. I told him that he should live with me here, thinking that he could never get out of the
spring; but there he is at the door, and he wants to come in.'

While she was speaking the frog knocked again at the door, and said:

'Open the door, my princess dear,

Open the door to thy true love here!

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And mind the words that thou and I said

By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'
 Then the king said to the young princess, 'As you have given your word you must keep it; so
go and let him in.'

She did so, and the frog hopped into the room, and then straight on - tap, tap - plash, plash -
from the bottom of the room to the top, till he came up close to the table where the princess sat.

'Pray lift me upon chair,' said he to the princess, 'and let me sit next to you.'

As soon as she had done this, the frog said, 'Put your plate nearer to me, that I may eat out of
it.'

This she did, and when he had eaten as much as he could, he said, 'Now I am tired; carry me
upstairs, and put me into your bed.' And the princess, though very unwilling, took him up in her
hand, and put him upon the pillow of her own bed, where he slept all night long.

As soon as it was light the frog jumped up, hopped downstairs, and went out of the house.

'Now, then,' thought the princess, 'at last he is gone, and I shall be troubled with him no more.'

But she was mistaken; for when night came again she heard the same tapping at the door; and
the frog came once more, and said:

'Open the door, my princess dear,

Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.'

And when the princess opened the door the frog came in, and slept upon her pillow as before,
till the morning broke. And the third night he did the same. But when the princess awoke on the
following morning she was astonished to see, instead of the frog, a handsome prince, gazing on
her with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen and standing at the head of her bed.

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He told her that he had been enchanted by a spiteful fairy, who had changed him into a frog;
and that he had been fated so to abide till some princess should take him out of the spring, and let
him eat from her plate, and sleep upon her bed for three nights.

'You,' said the prince, 'have broken his cruel charm, and now I have nothing to wish for but
that you should go with me into my father's kingdom, where I will marry you, and love you as
long as you live.'
 The young princess, you may be sure, was not long in saying 'Yes' to all this; and as they
spoke a brightly coloured coach drove up, with eight beautiful horses, decked with plumes of
feathers and a golden harness; and behind the coach rode the prince's servant, faithful Heinrich,
who had bewailed the misfortunes of his dear master during his enchantment so long and so
bitterly, that his heart had well-nigh burst.

They then took leave of the king, and got into the coach with eight horses, and all set out, full
of joy and merriment, for the prince's kingdom, which they reached safely; and there they lived
happily a great many years.

Rapunzel

There were once a man and a woman who had long, in vain, wished for a child. At length it
appeared that God was about to grant their desire.

These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden
could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however,
surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to an enchantress,
who had great power and was dreaded by all the world.

One day the woman was standing by this window and looking down into the garden, when
she saw a bed which was planted with the most beautiful rampion, and it looked so fresh and
green that she longed for it. She quite pined away, and began to look pale and miserable.

Her husband was alarmed, and asked: 'What ails you, dear wife?'

'Ah,' she replied, 'if I can't eat some of the rampion, which is in the garden behind our house, I
shall die.'

The man, who loved her, thought: 'Sooner than let your wife die, bring her some of the
rampion yourself, let it cost what it will.'

At twilight, he clambered down over the wall into the garden of the enchantress, hastily
clutched a handful of rampion, and took it to his wife. She at once made herself a salad of it, and
ate it greedily. It tasted so good to her - so very good, that the next day she longed for it three
times as much as before.

If he was to have any rest, her husband knew he must once more descend into the garden.
Therefore, in the gloom of evening, he let himself down again; but when he had clambered down
the wall he was terribly afraid, for he saw the enchantress standing before him.

'How can you dare,' said she with angry look, 'descend into my garden and steal my rampion
like a thief? You shall suffer for it!'
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'Ah,' answered he, 'let mercy take the place of justice, I only made up my mind to do it out of
necessity. My wife saw your rampion from the window, and felt such a longing for it that she
would have died if she had not got some to eat.'

The enchantress allowed her anger to be softened, and said to him: 'If the case be as you say, I
will allow you to take away with you as much rampion as you will, only I make one condition,
you must give me the child which your wife will bring into the world; it shall be well treated, and
I will care for it like a mother.'

The man in his terror consented to everything.

When the woman was brought to bed, the enchantress appeared at once, gave the child the
name of Rapunzel, and took it away with her.

Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child under the sun. When she was twelve years old,
the enchantress shut her into a tower in the middle of a forest. The tower had neither stairs nor
door, but near the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed
herself beneath it and cried:

'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair to me.'

Rapunzel had magnificent long hair, fine as spun gold, and when she heard the voice of the
enchantress, she unfastened her braided tresses, wound them round one of the hooks of the
window above, and then the hair fell twenty ells down, and the enchantress climbed up by it.

After a year or two, it came to pass that the king's son rode through the forest and passed by
the tower. Then he heard a song, which was so charming that he stood still and listened. It was
Rapunzel, who in her solitude passed her time in letting her sweet voice resound. The king's son
wanted to climb up to her, and looked for the door of the tower, but none was to be found. He
rode home, but the singing had so deeply touched his heart, that every day he went out into the
forest and listened to it.

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Once when he was thus standing behind a tree, he saw that an enchantress came there, and he
heard how she cried:
'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair to me.'

Then Rapunzel let down the braids of her hair, and the enchantress climbed up to her.

'If that is the ladder by which one mounts, I too will try my fortune,' said he, and the next day
when it began to grow dark, he went to the tower and cried:

'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair to me.'

Immediately the hair fell down and the king's son climbed up.

At first Rapunzel was terribly frightened when a man, such as her eyes had never yet beheld,
came to her; but the king's son began to talk to her quite like a friend, and told her that his heart
had been so stirred that it had let him have no rest, and he had been forced to see her. Then
Rapunzel lost her fear, and when he asked her if she would take him for her husband, and she
saw that he was young and handsome, she thought: 'He will love me more than old Dame Gothel
does'; and she said yes, and laid her hand in his.

She said: 'I will willingly go away with you, but I do not know how to get down. Bring with
you a skein of silk every time that you come, and I will weave a ladder with it, and when that is
ready I will descend, and you will take me on your horse.'

They agreed that until that time he should come to her every evening, for the old woman
came by day. The enchantress remarked nothing of this, until once Rapunzel said to her: 'Tell
me, Dame Gothel, how it happens that you are so much heavier for me to draw up than the
young king's son - he is with me in a moment.'

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'Ah! you wicked child,' cried the enchantress. 'What do I hear you say! I thought I had
separated you from all the world, and yet you have deceived me!'

In her anger she clutched Rapunzel's beautiful tresses, wrapped them twice round her left
hand, seized a pair of scissors with the right, and snip, snap, they were cut off, and the lovely
braids lay on the ground. And she was so pitiless that she took poor Rapunzel into a desert where
she had to live in great grief and misery.
 On the same day that she cast out Rapunzel, however, the enchantress fastened the braids of
hair, which she had cut off, to the hook of the window, and when the king's son came and cried:

'Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Let down your hair to me.'

she let the hair down. The king's son ascended, but instead of finding his dearest Rapunzel, he
found the enchantress, who gazed at him with wicked and venomous looks.

'Aha!' she cried mockingly, 'you would fetch your dearest, but the beautiful bird sits no longer
singing in the nest; the cat has got it, and will scratch out your eyes as well. Rapunzel is lost to
you; you will never see her again.'

The king's son was beside himself with pain, and in his despair he leapt down from the tower.
He escaped with his life, but the thorns into which he fell pierced his eyes.

He wandered quite blind about the forest, ate nothing but roots and berries, and did naught but
lament and weep over the loss of his dearest wife. Thus he roamed about in misery for some
years, and at length came to the desert where Rapunzel, with the twins to which she had given
birth, a boy and a girl, lived in wretchedness. He heard a voice, and it seemed so familiar to him
that he went towards it, and when he approached, Rapunzel knew him and fell on his neck and
wept. Two of her tears wetted his eyes and they grew clear again, and he could see with them as
before. He led her to his kingdom where he was joyfully received, and they lived for a long time
afterwards, happy and contented.

Narrative Text : Sleeping Beauty

Long time ago, in a faraway land. King Stevan and his queen wished for a child. Finally a
daughter was born and they named her Aurora. To honor the baby princess the king help a great
feast. He also invited his good friend king Hubert to the feast. King Hubert had brought his
young son Philip. The kings agreed that someday Philip and Aurora would be married.

Among the guest were three good fairies, Flora, Fauna, and Marryweather. They wished
to bless the princess with a give. Waving her wand, Flora said, “ My gift shall be the gift of
beauty.” “ And mine.” Said Fauna, “ Shall be the gift of song.”, Marryweather turn was next. But
before the Marryweather could speak the castle door flew opened. It was the evil witch named
Maleficent. She was furious because she had not been to the feast. “ My gift for the child is,
before the sun sets on her sixteenth birthday she shall prick her finger on the spindle of a
spinning wheel and die!” , Than she disappeared.

But Marryweather still had gift to give, so she said, “ She will not die but she will fall
into a deep sleep and when theirs true love’s kiss the spell shall break and the princess opened
her eyes!”

King Stevan feared the witch curse so the good fairies hatched a plan. They would take Aurora to
live with them, deep in the woods, saved from Maleficent. The king and queen agreed with
heavy heart.

To guard their secret, the fairies changed Aurora’s named to Briar Rose. The years passed
quietly, and Briar Rose grew into a beautiful young woman. At last the princess reached her
sixteenth birthday, in a mossy glen she danced and sang with her friends, the birds and animals.
She told them of her beautiful dream about meeting a tall. Handsome boy and falling in love.

A handsome boy came. When he heard Briar Rose singing he jumped for his horse and reached
out to take her hand. Briar Rose was startled. “ I do not mean to frighten you, but I feel like we
have met before.” Said the youngman. Briar Rose felt very happy. But she didn’t know that he
was prince Phillip and Prince Phillip didn’t know that she was Princess Aurora.

Back at the cottage, Briar Rose told the fairies that she had falling in love. “ impossible! “
cried the fairies. Then, they told her that she was a royal princess. It was time to return home.
Actually the witch Maleficent knew that Aurora was return home. Using her evil powers she
lured Aurora to high tower in the tiny room spinning well suddenly appeared. “ Touch the
spindle, touch it.''said the witch. The three good fairies rushed to the rescue, but they were too
late. Aurora touched the sharp spindle and felt into deep sleep.

Meanwhile, the witch captured Phillip and chain him deep on her dungeon. But the good
fairies had other plans for him. They melted the prince’s chain. And they armed him with the
shield of virtue and the sword of truth. Than they sent him to the castle to awaken the princess.

When the witch saw Philip escaping she was changed into a Monstrous Dragon to stop him.
Prince Phillip threw his sword to sword the witch. Then Maleficent was no more. Then Prince
Phillip raced to the tower where his love lay sleeping. Gently he kissed her and Aurora eyes
slowly opened. The kings and queens planed for the prince and princess wedding. And they lived
happily
LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD
Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived in a village near the forest.
Whenever she went out, the little girl wore a red riding cloak, so everyone in the village
called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One morning, Little Red Riding Hood asked her mother if she could go to visit her
grandmother as it had been awhile since they'd seen each other.
"That's a good idea," her mother said. So they packed a nice basket for Little
Red Riding Hood to take to her grandmother.
When the basket was ready, the little girl put on her red cloak and kissed her
mother goodbye.
"Remember, go straight to Grandma's house," her mother cautioned. "Don't
dawdle along the way and please don't talk to strangers! The woods are dangerous."
"Don't worry, mommy," said Little Red Riding Hood, "I'll be careful."
But when Little Red Riding Hood noticed some lovely flowers in the woods, she forgot
her promise to her mother. She picked a few, watched the butterflies flit about for
awhile, listened to the frogs croaking and then picked a few more.
Little Red Riding Hood was enjoying the warm summer day so much, that she
didn't notice a dark shadow approaching out of the forest behind her...
Suddenly, the wolf appeared beside her.
"What are you doing out here, little girl?" the wolf asked in a voice as friendly as
he could muster.
"I'm on my way to see my Grandma who lives through the forest, near the
brook," Little Red Riding Hood replied.
Then she realized how late she was and quickly excused herself, rushing down
the path to her Grandma's house. The wolf, in the meantime, took a shortcut...
The wolf, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Grandma's and knocked
lightly at the door.
"Oh thank goodness dear! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something
had happened to you in the forest," said Grandma thinking that the knock was her
granddaughter.
The wolf let himself in. Poor Granny did not have time to say another word,
before the wolf gobbled her up!
The wolf let out a satisfied burp, and then poked through Granny's wardrobe to
find a nightgown that he liked. He added a frilly sleeping cap, and for good measure,
dabbed some of Granny's perfume behind his pointy ears.
A few minutes later, Red Riding Hood knocked on the door. The wolf jumped
into bed and pulled the covers over his nose. "Who is it?" he called in a cackly voice.
"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood."
"Oh how lovely! Do come in, my dear," croaked the wolf.
When Little Red Riding Hood entered the little cottage, she could scarcely
recognize her Grandmother.
"Grandmother! Your voice sounds so odd. Is something the matter?" she asked.
"Oh, I just have touch of a cold," squeaked the wolf adding a cough, at the end to
prove the point.
 "But Grandmother! What big ears you have," said Little Red Riding Hood as she
edged closer to the bed.
"The better to hear you with, my dear," replied the wolf.
"But Grandmother! What big eyes you have," said Little Red Riding Hood.
"The better to see you with, my dear," replied the wolf.
"But Grandmother! What big teeth you have," said Little Red Riding Hood her
voice quivering slightly.
"The better to eat you with, my dear," roared the wolf and he leapt out of the bed
and began to chase the little girl.
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.

~ THE END ~

Cinderella
Once upon a time there lived an unhappy young girl. Her mother was dead and her father had married a widow with
two daughters. Her stepmother didn’t like her one little bit. All her kind thoughts and loving touches were for her
own daughters. Nothing was too good for them – dresses, shoes, delicious food, soft beds, and every home comfort.

But, for the poor unhappy girl, there was nothing at all. No dresses, only her stepsisters’ hand-me-downs. No lovely
dishes, nothing but scraps. No rest and no comfort. She had to work hard all day. Only when evening came was she
allowed to sit for a while by the fire, near the cinders. That’s why everybody called her Cinderella.

Cinderella used to spend long hours all alone talking to the cat. The cat said, . Miaow. , which really meant, . Cheer
up! You have something neither of your stepsisters has and that is beauty.. It was quite true. Cinderella, even dressed
in old rags, was a lovely girl. While her stepsisters, no matter how splendid and elegant their clothes, were still
clumsy, lumpy and ugly and always would be.

One day, beautiful new dresses arrived at the house. A ball was to be held at the palace and the stepsisters were
getting ready to go. Cinderella didn’t even dare ask if she could go too. She knew very well what the answer would
be: . You? You’re staying at home to wash the dishes, scrub the floors and turn down the beds for your stepsisters.
They will come home tired and very sleepy.. Cinderella sighed, . Oh dear, I’m so unhappy!. and the cat murmured .
Miaow..

Suddenly something amazing happened. As Cinderella was sitting all alone, there was a burst of light and a fairy
appeared. . Don’t be alarmed, Cinderella,. said the fairy. . I know you would love to go to the ball. And so you
shall!. . How can I, dressed in rags?. Cinderella replied. . The servants will turn me away!.

The fairy smiled. With a flick of her magic wand Cinderella found herself wearing the most beautiful dress she had
ever seen. . Now for your coach,. said the fairy; “A real lady would never go to a ball on foot! Quick! Get me a
pumpkin!. . Oh of course,. said Cinderella, rushing away. Then the fairy turned to the cat. . You, bring me seven
mice, and, remember they must be alive!.

Cinderella soon returned with the pumpkin and the cat with seven mice he had caught in the cellar. With a flick of
the magic wand the pumpkin turned into a sparkling coach and the mice became six white horses, while the seventh
mouse turned into a coachman in a smart uniform and carrying a whip. Cinderella could hardly believe her eyes.

inderella had a wonderful time at the ball until she heard the first stroke of midnight! She remembered what the fairy
had said, and without a word of goodbye she slipped from the Prince. s arms and ran down the steps. As she ran she
lost one of her slippers, but not for a moment did she dream of stopping to pick it up! If the last stroke of midnight
were to sound… oh… what a disaster that would be! Out she fled and vanished into the night.

he Prince, who was now madly in love with her, picked up the slipper and said to his ministers, “Go and search
everywhere for the girl whose foot this slipper fits. I will never be content until I find her!”

So the ministers tried the slipper on the foot of every girl in the land until only Cinderella was left.

That awful untidy girl simply cannot have been at the ball,. snapped the stepmother. . Tell the Prince he ought to
marry one of my two daughters! Can’t you see how ugly Cinderella is?. But, to everyone. s amazement, the shoe
fitted perfectly.

Suddenly the fairy appeared and waved her magic wand. In a flash, Cinderella appeared in a splendid dress, shining
with youth and beauty. Her stepmother and stepsisters gaped at her in amazement, and the ministers said, “Come
with us Cinderella! The Prince is waiting for you.” So Cinderella married the Prince and lived happily ever. As for
the cat, he just said “Miaow!

The White Rabbit story

There once lived a white rabbit on a small island. One day, when he was on the beach, he
saw a large island in the distance.
“There must be a lot of good fresh grass on that island. But how can I go to it without a
boat?” while he was thinking about what to do a big
shark swam close to the beach. The rabbit saw the shark and called to him. “Hello, Mr. Shark,
you look a clever fellow. Do you think there are more sharks than rabbits in this world?”
“We would have to count them to find that out,” answered the shark.
“Well,” said the rabbit, “You line up your sharks between this island and that one and I’ll
count them.”
“Very well,” said the shark, and he called to all of his friends to come and float side by side
between the two islands. When they were ready, the rabbit jumped from one shark to the next
counting them. “One, two, three …..” he had almost reached the other island when he laughed
and said without thinking, “You stupid shark! What is the use of counting you? I only wanted to
cross over to this island.”
At once, the sharks were very angry because they did not like being cheated. They began to
bite the white rabbit who asked them to forgive him. Finally they let go but all of his lovely
white fur was torn off. His skin was bare.
He sat down and cried. Soon three men came along and asked him why he was crying. The
rabbit told them what had happened. The men looked at each other and then one of them said,
“The best thing you can do is to wash yourself in the sea and then let the sun dry you. Your
wounds will heal and your white fur will grow again.”
The rabbit ran back to the sea and then sat in the sun. But his skin was only more painful. It
began to hurt so badly that he cried out, “Who will save my life? Help! Help!”
A young man, who was coming along the road, stopped when he heard the rabbit crying.
“What has happened to you, Rabbit?”
He asked. He felt sorry for the rabbit. The poor creature could not stop crying and told his
story as the tears ran down his face. The young man was annoyed when he heard how the rabbit
had been treated. “The three men did not give you good advice. Please forgive them. I’ll help
you. Now, go and wash your body in fresh river water and I’ll get a bed ready for you.”
The rabbit did as he was told and returned to rest on the soft grass bed which the young
man had made ready for him. The poor rabbit rested and was warm and comfortable. His white
fur grew again. He was so happy that he did not try to cheat anyone again.

Why cats and dogs always fight story

Long, long ago, in northern Taiwan, there lived a farmer and his wife. They had a ring of
gold. They did not know it was a lucky ring. Whoever owned it would have enough to eat. The
farmer and his wife sold it to a jeweler. Soon afterwards, they grew poorer and poorer. They did
not even have enough money to buy food.
The couple had a dog and a cat. They also did not have any food to eat. The animals
wanted to help their owners but they did know what to do.
“I must sure that must have been a magic ring,” the dog said.
“Perhaps,” answered the cat. “But how can we get it back from the jeweler?”
After many days, they thought of a plan.
“You must catch a mouse,” said the dog. “Then carry it to the jeweller’s shop. The ring is
locked up there in a box. The mouse must gnaw a hole in the box and fetch out the ring. If the
mouse does not want to help, you must bite him to death.”
Soon the cat caught a mouse. The dog followed behind while the cat carried it to the
jeweller’s shop. The mouse crept into the shop and gnawed a hole in the box and brought out the
ring.
The cat put the ring in its mouth and ran home. The dog followed. Now the dog could only
run on the ground. He had to go all the way around the houses and through the streets. But the
cat was able to run over the house-tops. So the cat arrived home long before the dog. She brought
the ring to the farmer and his wife.
“This is a magic ring,” said the cat. “You must not part with it otherwise we shall be poor
and have nothing to eat. I have brought it back. Please keep it carefully. You will find that we
shall now be able to live comfortably again.
 “What a clever cat!” said the farmer. “We shall look after you as if you were our own
child.”
Just then the dog ran in. the farmer and his wife beat him for not helping the cat bring
home the ring. The cat sat on the lap of the farmer’s wife and purred. So the dog became very
angry with the cat. Every time he saw her after that, he chased her and tried to bite her.
This is why cats and dogs always fight.

LITTLE MERMAID

When I was a little girl, I loved Disney’s The Little Mermaid. I mean, I loved it. I used to sit in
front of the TV screen for hours at a time, rewinding the video as soon as the movie ended, to
watch it all over again from the start. I used to – and I can’t believe I’m about to reveal this
publicly – sit in the bathtub wearing swimming flippers, combing my hair and singing like Ariel.
So I mean it when I say that I loved The Little Mermaid.

When I was about seven or eight, Ariel and I parted ways, and it wasn’t until my sophomore year
of college, when I had a roommate who was particularly partial to Disney movies, that I sat
down and watched The Little Mermaid again. In the years since I had stopped watching the
movie religiously, I had, obviously, grown up a lot. I had had my feminist “click” moment, and
had started seeing the world through a feminist lens. I had started thinking about how women are
depicted in advertising and movies and pop music lyrics and videos. I had been especially
shocked and disappointed to learn, courtesy of a particularly fierce feminist English teacher, the
origins of the fairy tales we tell young girls. The central message of the original Little Red
Riding Hood, for example, is that curious young ladies who venture too far from home and get
raped in the woods deserve what they get. But for some reason, it had never occurred to me to
think about The Little Mermaid from a feminist perspective. When I sat down with my
roommates at 19 and watched it again, The Little Mermaid just about broke my heart.

The Little Mermaid is, quite simply, a feminist’s worst nightmare. This movie is about, as a very
wise friend of mine once put it, a young woman who gives up her voice to get a pair of legs so
that she can snare a man. It’s about the triumph of “good” women – young, slender, silent and
lovesick – over “bad” women – old, voluptuous, outspoken and sexual. It’s about a young
woman forced to choose between her father’s world and her husband’s world, and there is
nothing in between. And there’s the unsettling fact that the song “Kiss the Girl” tells us that the
“one way to ask” if a woman wants you to kiss her, is to just kiss her.

Of course, when it comes to Disney movies, the problems I’ve pointed out here are only the tip
of the iceberg. Disney movies, and the full-length animated features in particular, are almost all
problematic. Whether it’s how they deal with race, class, gender, ability or colonialism, all the
Disney Princess movies have their problems. And of course, each of them is a product of their
time. But knowing this makes me perhaps even more disappointed in The Little Mermaid came
out in 1989, when feminism was alive and well and making its way into popular discourse. I
can’t help but wonder if the movie is indicative of resistance and backlash to the changing role of
women in America at the time. The thought makes me feel, if possible, even more disappointed.
The lessons we learn as children are incredibly powerful ones – they inform the way we view the
world for years to come, and because we learn them at such a young age, because we just know
them, we often never think to question them. When we do, it can be uncomfortable and scary, as
though a person you’ve known forever has in fact been lying to you all this time. For me, my
first adult viewing of The Little Mermaid felt like a betrayal. I had loved this movie, idolized its
heroine, believing that her thirst for knowledge and adventure made her a wonderful heroine, and
even dressed up as her for my year-end dance recital (yes, that really is me in that photo). And
for all those years, it had been lying to me, selling me a harmful sexist message in a brightly
colored package, complete with witty lyrics and a happy ending.

Watching The Little Mermaid as an adult made me realize the importance of being open to
questioning everything, even the things you know – or think you know – to be true. Watching
this once-beloved Disney classic post-”click” moment made me realize that once you begin to
view the world with a feminist lens, it’s very hard to stop. Once you begin to view the world
with a feminist lens, everything you know – or think you know – begins to look different. That’s
what makes feminism so powerful.

GARLIC N ONION

In village, live a widow with her two beautiful daughters, Bawang Merah (Red Onion) and Bawang Putih (White
Garlic). Bawang Putih's real father which was also the widows's husband died long ago. Bawang Merah and Bawang
Putih had opposite characters and personalities. Bawang Putih was diligent, kind, honest and humble girl. Meanwhile,
Bawang merah was lazy, glamorous, proud and envious girl. Bawang Merah's bad personality was worsened
because her mother spoiled her. The widow always gave her everything she wanted. It was Bawang Putih who did all
the works in the house. Doing the laundry, cooking, cleaning, essentially all works were carried out by herself.
Meanwhile, Bawang Merah and the widow just spent times making themselves up, because when they needed
something they could just ask Bawang Putih.
Bawang Putih never complained the bad fate she had to face. She always served her step-mother and sister happily.
One day, Bawang Putih was doing her step-mother and sister's laundry. Bawang Putih didn't realize it when a piece
of cloth belonged to her mother was washed away by the river. How sad was she, thinking that if the cloth couldn't be
found she would be blamed, and it wasn't impossible that she would bu punished and expelled from home.
Being afraid that her mother cloth could not be found, Bawang Putih kept looking and walked along the river with its
strong current. Every time she saw someone by the river, she always asked him or her about her mother's cloth
which was washed away by the river, but everyone didn't know where the cloth was. Eventually Bawang Putih came
to a place where the river flowed into a cave. Surprisingly, there was a very old woman in the cave. Bawang Putih
asked the old woman if she knew of the cloth whereabouts. The woman knew where the cloth was, but she made a
condition before she handed it to Bawang Putih. The condition was that she had to work assisting the old woman.
Bawang Putih was used to working hard so that her work pleased the old woman.
It was late afternoon and Bawang Putih was saying goodbye to the old woman. The woman handed the cloth to her.
because of her kindness, the old woman offered her a gift of pumpkins. There were two of them, one was larger than
the other. Bawang Putih was asked to choose the gift she wanted. She wasn't greedy, there she chose the smaller
one.
Returning home, the Step-Mother and Bawang Merah were furious because Bawang Putih was late. She told them
what happened from the time her mother's cloth was washed away until her encounter with the old woman in the
cave. Her step-mother was still furious because she was already late and only brought one small pumkin, so the
mother smashed the pumpkin to the ground. "Whack..." and the pumpkin was broken, but it was miraculous that in
the pumpkin there were beautiful golden, jewel, and diamond ornaments. The Widow and Bawang Merah were very
schocked. They could get very rich with that much jewelry. But greedy they were, they yelled at Bawang Putih asking
why she didn't take the large pumkin instead. In the Widow and Bawang Merah's minds, if the larger pumpkin was
taken, they should get much more jewelry.
Fulfilling their greed, Bawang Merah folowed the steps told by Bawang Putih. She wilingly drifted her mother's cloth,
walked along the river, asked people and eventually came to the cave where the old woman lived. Unlike Bawang
Putih, however, bawang Merah refused the old woman's order to work and She even arrogantly ordered the old
woman to give her the larger pumpkin. And so the old woman gave it to Bawang Merah.
Bawang Merah happily brought the pumpkin that the old woman gave, while imagining how much jewelry she would
get. Returning home, the Widow welcomed her beloved daughter. Not waiting for long, the pumpkin was smashed to
the ground, "whack ..." but instead of the jewelry, appeared various terrifying snakes. The Widow and Bawang Merah
finally realized what they did all this time was wrong and asked Bawang Putih to forgive them.

Red Onion and Garlic Story Part 1

Time ago in a village lived a family consisting of father, mother and a beautiful teenage girl named
garlic. They are a happy family. Although garlic dad just ordinary traders, but they live in harmony and
peace. But one day garlic mother was seriously ill and eventually died. Garlic is very sad as well as his
father.

In the village lived a widow who also has a son named Onion. Since the mother died Garlic, Shallots
mother often visited the house of Garlic. He often brought food, helped clean the house or garlic Garlic
and only accompany his father to talk. Garlic father finally thought that maybe it's better if he just
married mother Shallot Garlic not so lonely anymore. So the father and then married with Garlic Shallot
mother. At first mom red onion and red onion to the garlic is very good. But over time their true nature
began to appear. They often berated garlic and gave him a job if the father Garlic weight is going to
trade. Garlic should be doing all the housework, while the red onion and her mother sitting alone. Of
course Garlic father did not know it, because garlic is never told.

One day Garlic father fell ill and later died. Since then the red onion and mother increasingly powerful
and persecution of Garlic. Garlic is almost never at rest. He had to get up before dawn, to prepare the
water bath and breakfast for the red onion and mother. Then he had to feed livestock, watering gardens
and washing clothes into a river. Then she still has to ironing, cleaning the house, and many other jobs.
However Garlic always do their work with joy, because he hopes one day her stepmother would love
him like his own biological child.

This morning as usual Garlic carrying baskets of clothes to be washed in a river. With little singing him
down a path at the edge of an ordinary small forest path. The day was very sunny weather. Garlic
immediately wash all dirty clothes he was carrying. Because of too much fun, Garlic does not realize that
one of the clothes have been washed away. Unfortunately the clothes are washed favorite shirt
stepmother. When he realized it, clothes have been washed away stepmother too far. Garlic try down
the river to look for him, but could not find it. In desperation, he returned home and told his mother.
"Basic careless!" Snapped her stepmother. "I do not want to know, anyway you should find that outfit!
And do not dare go home if you have not found it. Understand? "

Garlic is forced to obey the wishes ibun stepfather. He quickly washed down the river where he was. The
sun had started rising, but the Garlic is yet to find his mother's clothes. He put his eye, carefully
examining each overhung root that juts into the river, who knows his mother's clothes caught there.
After a long walk and the sun was already leaning to the west, Garlic saw a shepherd who was bathing
buffalo. Garlic then asked: "O my good uncle, if uncle saw the red dress who float through here?
Because I had to find and bring him home. "
"Yes I had seen my son. If you catch quickly, maybe you can catch him, "said the uncle.
"Well uncle, thank you!" Said Garlic and immediately ran back along the riverbank.

Pada jaman dahulu, ada seorang gadis kecil yang tinggal di dekat hutan. Pada saat dia keluar dia selalu
menggunakan kerudung merah. Jadi semua orang di desanya memanggilnya gadis berkerudung merah.
Suatu pagi, gadis berkerudung merah berkata keada ibunya bahwa dia ingin pergi mengunjungi rumah
neneknya.
"Itu ide yang bagus" kata mamanya. Mereka juga membawa beberapa makanan ringan yang di taruh
dalam keranjang untuk neneknya.
"Ingat, jalan terus, jangan berlengah-lengah di jalan, dan jangan berbicara dengan orang asing! hutannya
sangat berbahaya!"
Tetapi saat gadis berkerudung merah melihat beberapa bunga di taman, dia lua akan janjinya. Tiba-tiba,
serigala muncul di sampingnya.
"Apa yang kamu lakukan gadis kecil ??" Tanya serigala
"Aku sedang dalam erjalanan mengunjungi rumah nenek saya!" Jawab Gadis berkerudung merah, dan
ketika gadis berkerudung merah sadar bahwa dia bisa terlambat sampai ke rumah neneknya. Gadis
berkerudung merah langsun cepat-cepat berpamitan kepada serigala.
Sementara itu, serigala mengambil jalan pintas agar bisa sampai di rumah nenek sebelum gadis
berkerudung merah.
'Tok tok tok' serigala mengetuk pintu
"Silahkan masuk sayang, saya sudah khawatir sesuatu terjadi padamu, di hutan !" Kata nenek mengira
yang mengetuk pintu adalah cucunya.
Malangnya, nenek tidak punya waktu untuk mengatakan satu kata patahpun serigala langsung masuk
dan melahap sang nenek.
Beberapa menit kemudian gadis berkerudung merah datang dan mengetuk pintu 'Tok tok tok'
"Siapa itu ?" Serigala bertanya sambil menirukan suara sang nenek
"Ini aku gadis berkerudung merah"
"Oh, sayangku! kemarilah, nenek sudah menunggumu dari tadi!"
Lalu gadis berkerudung merah masuk ke dalam gubuk .
"Nenek...., Kenapa suaramu asing, apakah nenek sedang sakit?" Tanya gadis berkerudung merah,
"Oh, aku hanya sedang tidak enak badan!"
"Tapi nenek, mengapa kamu mempunyai telinga yang besar?"
"Tentu saja agar bisa mendengar suaramu yang indah dengan baik!"
"Tapi nenek, Mengapa kamu mempunyai mata yang besar ?"
"Tentu saja agar bisa melihatmu dengan baik sayang!"
"Tapi nenek, mengapa kamu mempunyai gigi yang besar dan runcing ?"
"Tentu saja untuk memakanmu!hahahaaha" serigalapun berjalan dan mengejar gadis kecil itu.
Hampir terlambat, Gadis berkerudung merah menyadari, bahwa orang tua yang diatas tempat tidur
bukan neneknya, akan tetapi serigala yang lapar.
Gadis berkerudung merahpun berlari keluar dari ruangan dan menutup pintu. "Tolong, tolong ada
serigala" teriak gadis berkerudung merah.
Seorang tukang kayupun mendengar suaranya dan berlari ke arah guuk secepat dia bisa dan bertanya
kepada gadis berkerudung merah, "Di mna serigala itu??"
"Itu, itu dia ada di dalam gubuk nenek dan melahap nenek saya!"
Akhirnya tukang kayupun langsung masuk kedalam gubuk dan menembak sang serigala, juga
mengeluarkan nenek dari perut serigala, lalu gadis berkerudung merah pun makan siang dan mengobrol
bersama nenek.
ThEnd

LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD

Once upon a time in the middle of a thick forest stood a small cottage, the home of a
pretty little girl known to everyone as Little Red Riding Hood. One day, her Mummy
waved her goodbye at the garden gate, saying: "Grandma is ill. Take her this basket of
cakes, 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 wise words. "What lovely strawberries! And so red."

Laying her basket on the ground, Little Red Riding Hood bent over the strawberry
plants. "They're nice and ripe, and so big! Yummy! Delicious! Just another one. And one
more. This is the last. Well, this one Mmmm."
The red fruit peeped invitingly through the leaves in the grassy glade, 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 thicker and thicker. Suddenly a yellow butterfly fluttered down
through the trees. Little Red Riding Hood started to chase the butterfly.

"I'll catch you! I'll catch you!" she called. Suddenly she saw some large daisies in the
grass.

"Oh, how sweet!" she exclaimed and, thinking of Grandma, she picked a large bunch of
flowers.

In the meantime, two wicked eyes were spying on her from behind a tree a strange
rustling in the woods made Little Red Riding Hood'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 mouth at the sound of a
gruff voice which said: "Where are you going, my pretty girl, all alone in the woods?"

"I'm taking Grandma some cakes. She lives at the end of the path," said Little Riding
Hood in a faint voice.

When he heard this, the wolf (for it was the big bad wolf himself) politely asked: "Does
Grandma live by herself?"

"Oh, yes," replied Little Red Riding Hood, "and she never opens the door to strangers!"

"Goodbye. Perhaps we'll meet again," replied the wolf. Then he loped away thinking to
himself "I'll gobble the grandmother first, then lie in wait for the grandchild!" At last, the
cottage came in sight. Knock! Knock! The wolf rapped on the door.

"Who's there?" cried Grandma from her bed.

"It's me, Little Red Riding Hood. I've brought you some cakes 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 horrible
shadow appeared on the wall. Poor Grandma! For in one bound, the wolf leapt 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 slipped into the bed. Trying
to imitate Grandma's quavering little voice, he replied: "Open the latch and come in!

"What a deep voice you have," said the little girl in surprise.

"The better to greet you with," said the wolf.

"Goodness, what big eyes you have."

"The better to see you with."

"And what big hands you have!" exclaimed Little Red Riding Hood, stepping over to the
bed.

"The better to hug you with," said the wolf.

"What a big 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, with a fat full tummy, he fell fast asleep.

In the meantime, a hunter had emerged from the wood, and on noticing the cottage, he
decided to stop and ask for a drink. He had spent a lot of time trying to catch a large
wolf that had been terrorizing the neighborhood, but had lost its tracks. The hunter could
hear a strange whistling sound; it seemed to be coming from inside the cottage. He
peered through the window and saw the large wolf himself, with a fat full tummy, snoring
away in Grandma's bed.

"The wolf! He won't get away this time!"

Without making a sound, the hunter carefully loaded his gun and gently opened the
window. He pointed the barrel straight at the wolf's head and BANG! The wolf was
dead.

"Got you at last!" shouted the hunter in glee. "You'll never frighten anyone again.

He cut open the wolf's stomach and to his amazement, out popped Grandma and Little
Red Riding Hood, safe and unharmed.

"You arrived just in time," murmured the old lady, quite overcome by all the excitement.

"It's safe to go home now," the hunter told Little Red Riding Hood. "The big bad wolf is
dead and gone, and there is no danger on the path.

Still scared, the little girl hugged her grandmother. Oh, what a dreadful fright!"
Much later, as dusk was falling, Little Red Riding Hood's mother arrived, all out of
breath, worried because her little girl had not come home. And when she saw Little Red
Riding Hood, safe and sound, she burst into tears of joy.

After thanking the hunter again, Little Red Riding Hood 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!"

Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but
most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child.
Once she gave her a little riding hood of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would
never wear anything else; so she was always called 'Little Red Riding Hood.'

One day her mother said to her: 'Come, Little Red Riding Hood, here is a piece of cake and a
bottle of wine; take them to your grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set
out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and quietly and do not run off the
path, or you may fall and break the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing; and when
you go into her room, don't forget to say, "Good morning", and don't peep into every corner
before you do it.'

'I will take great care,' said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother, and gave her hand on it.

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the village, and just as Little Red
Riding Hood entered the wood, a wolf met her. Red Riding Hood did not know what a wicked
creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him.

'Good day, Little Red Riding Hood,' said he.

'Thank you kindly, wolf.'

'Whither away so early, Little Red Riding Hood?'

'To my grandmother's.'

'What have you got in your apron?'

'Cake and wine; yesterday was baking-day, so poor sick grandmother is to have something
good, to make her stronger.'

'Where does your grandmother live, Little Red Riding Hood?'

 'A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood; her house stands under the three large oak-
trees, the nut-trees are just below; you surely must know it,' replied Little Red Riding Hood.

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The wolf thought to himself: 'What a tender young creature! what a nice plump mouthful -
she will be better to eat than the old woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both.'

So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Red Riding Hood, and then he said: 'See,
Little Red Riding Hood, how pretty the flowers are about here - why do you not look round? I
believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing; you walk gravely along
as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry.'

Little Red Riding Hood raised her eyes, and when she saw the sunbeams dancing here and
there through the trees, and pretty flowers growing everywhere, she thought: 'Suppose I take
grandmother a fresh nosegay; that would please her too. It is so early in the day that I shall still
get there in good time.'

So she ran from the path into the wood to look for flowers. And whenever she had picked
one, she fancied that she saw a still prettier one farther on, and ran after it, and so got deeper and
deeper into the wood.

Meanwhile the wolf ran straight to the grandmother's house and knocked at the door.

'Who is there?'

'Little Red Riding Hood,' replied the wolf. 'She is bringing cake and wine; open the door.'

'Lift the latch,' called out the grandmother, 'I am too weak, and cannot get up.'

The wolf lifted the latch, the door sprang open, and without saying a word he went straight to
the grandmother's bed, and devoured her. Then he put on her clothes, dressed himself in her cap,
laid himself in bed and drew the curtains.

Little Red Riding Hood, however, had been running about picking flowers, and when she had
gathered so many that she could carry no more, she remembered her grandmother, and set out on
the way to her.

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She was surprised to find the cottage-door standing open, and when she went into the room,
she had such a strange feeling that she said to herself: 'Oh dear! how uneasy I feel today, and at
other times I like being with grandmother so much.' She called out: 'Good morning,' but received
no answer; so she went to the bed and drew back the curtains. There lay her grandmother with
her cap pulled far over her face, and looking very strange.
 'Oh! grandmother,' she said, 'what big ears you have!'

'All the better to hear you with, my child,' was the reply.

'But, grandmother, what big eyes you have!' she said.

'All the better to see you with, my dear.'

'But, grandmother, what large hands you have!'

'All the better to hug you with.'

'Oh! but, grandmother, what a terrible big mouth you have!'

'All the better to eat you with!'

And scarcely had the wolf said this, than with one bound he was out of bed and swallowed up
Red Riding Hood.

When the wolf had appeased his appetite, he lay down again in the bed, fell asleep and began
to snore very loud.

The huntsman was just passing the house, and thought to himself: 'How the old woman is
snoring! I must just see if she wants anything.' So he went into the room, and when he came to
the bed, he saw that the wolf was lying in it.

'Do I find you here, you old sinner!' said he. 'I have long sought you!' But just as he was going
to fire at him, it occurred to him that the wolf might have devoured the grandmother, and that she
might still be saved, so he did not fire, but took a pair of scissors, and began to cut open the
stomach of the sleeping wolf.

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When he had made two snips, he saw the little red riding hood shining, and then he made two
snips more, and the little girl sprang out, crying: 'Ah, how frightened I have been! How dark it
was inside the wolf.'

After that the aged grandmother came out alive also, but scarcely able to breathe. Red Riding
Hood, however, quickly fetched great stones with which they filled the wolf's belly, and when he
awoke, he wanted to run away, but the stones were so heavy that he collapsed at once, and fell
dead.

Then all three were delighted. The huntsman drew off the wolf's skin and went home with it;
the grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine which Red Riding Hood had brought, and
revived. But Red Riding Hood thought to herself: 'As long as I live, I will never leave the path by
myself to run into the wood, when my mother has forbidden me to do so.'
It is also related that once, when Red Riding Hood was again taking cakes to the old
grandmother, another wolf spoke to her, and tried to entice her from the path. Red Riding Hood,
however, was on her guard, and went straight forward on her way, and told her grandmother that
she had met the wolf, and that he had said 'good morning' to her, but with such a wicked look in
his eyes, that if they had not been on the public road she was certain he would have eaten her up.

'Well,' said the grandmother, 'we will shut the door, so that he can not come in.'

Soon afterwards the wolf knocked, and cried: 'Open the door, grandmother, I am Little Red
Riding Hood, and am bringing you some cakes.'

But they did not speak, or open the door, so the grey-beard stole twice or thrice round the
house, and at last jumped on the roof, intending to wait until Red Riding Hood went home in the
evening, and then to steal after her and devour her in the darkness. But the grandmother saw
what was in his thoughts.

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In front of the house was a great stone trough, so she said to the child: 'Take the pail, Red
Riding Hood; I made some sausages yesterday, so carry the water in which I boiled them to the
trough.'

Red Riding Hood carried until the great trough was quite full. Then the smell of the sausages
reached the wolf, and he sniffed and peeped down, and at last stretched out his neck so far that
he could no longer keep his footing and began to slip, and slipped down from the roof straight
into the great trough, and was drowned. But Red Riding Hood went joyously home, and no one
ever did anything to harm her again.

Little Red Riding Hood

Charles Perrault
Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was ever
seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good
woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody
called her Little Red Riding Hood.

One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your
grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter."

Little Red Riding Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another village.

As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but
he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was
going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I
am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother."

"Does she live far off?" said the wolf

"Oh I say," answered Little Red Riding Hood; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in
the village."

"Well," said the wolf, "and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who
will be there first."

The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest path, and the little girl took a roundabout way,
entertaining herself by gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and gathering bouquets of little flowers.
It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house. He knocked at the door: tap, tap.

"Who's there?"

"Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf, counterfeiting her voice; "who has brought
you a cake and a little pot of butter sent you by mother."

The good grandmother, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, "Pull the bobbin, and
the latch will go up."

The wolf pulled the bobbin, and the door opened, and then he immediately fell upon the good woman
and ate her up in a moment, for it been more than three days since he had eaten. He then shut the door
and got into the grandmother's bed, expecting Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards
and knocked at the door: tap, tap.

"Who's there?"

Little Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf, was at first afraid; but believing her
grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood, who
has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you."

The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go
up."

Little Red Riding Hood pulled the bobbin, and the door opened.

The wolf, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself under the bedclothes, "Put the cake and the
little pot of butter upon the stool, and come get into bed with me."

Little Red Riding Hood took off her clothes and got into bed. She was greatly amazed to see how her
grandmother looked in her nightclothes, and said to her, "Grandmother, what big arms you have!"

"All the better to hug you with, my dear."

"Grandmother, what big legs you have!"

"All the better to run with, my child."

"Grandmother, what big ears you have!"

"All the better to hear with, my child."

"Grandmother, what big eyes you have!"

"All the better to see with, my child."

"Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!"

"All the better to eat you up with."

And, saying these words, this wicked wolf fell upon Little Red Riding Hood, and ate her all up.

Moral: Children, especially attractive, well bred young ladies, should never talk to strangers, for if they
should do so, they may well provide dinner for a wolf. I say "wolf," but there are various kinds of wolves.
There are also those who are charming, quiet, polite, unassuming, complacent, and sweet, who pursue
young women at home and in the streets. And unfortunately, it is these gentle wolves who are the most
dangerous ones of all.

Sekali waktu di tengah-tengah hutan lebat berdiri sebuah pondok kecil, rumah seorang gadis
kecil yang cantik dikenal semua orang sebagai Little Red Riding Hood. Suatu hari, Mummy dia
melambaikan tangan nya di gerbang taman, berkata:. "Nenek sakit Bawa dia keranjang ini kue,
tapi sangat berhati-hati Simpan ke jalan menembus hutan dan tidak pernah berhenti begitu,
Anda.. akan datang ke ada salahnya. "

Little Red Riding Hood mencium ibunya dan lari. "Jangan khawatir," dia berkata, "Aku akan
menjalankan semua cara untuk Nenek tanpa henti."

Penuh dengan niat baik, gadis kecil itu membuat perjalanan melalui hutan, tapi ia segera
melupakan kata-kata ibunya bijak. "Apa stroberi yang indah! Dan begitu merah."

Pemasangan keranjangnya di tanah, Little Red Riding Hood membungkuk tanaman strawberry.
"Mereka bagus dan matang, dan begitu besar! Yummy! Delicious! Hanya satu sama lain. Dan
satu lagi. Ini adalah yang terakhir. Nah, Mmmm yang satu ini."

Buah merah mengintip mengundang melalui daun di rawa berumput, dan Little Red Riding Hood
berlari bolak-balik muncul stroberi ke dalam mulutnya. Tiba-tiba ia teringat ibunya, janjinya,
Nenek dan keranjang dan bergegas kembali ke jalan. Keranjang itu masih di rumput dan,
bersenandung pada dirinya sendiri, Little Red Riding Hood berjalan.

Kayu menjadi lebih tebal dan lebih tebal. Tiba-tiba kupu-kupu kuning melayang turun melalui
pohon-pohon. Little Red Riding Hood mulai mengejar kupu-kupu.
"Aku akan menangkapmu! Aku akan menangkapmu!" dia menelepon. Tiba-tiba ia melihat
beberapa aster besar di rumput.

"Oh, betapa manis!" serunya dan, memikirkan Nenek, dia mengambil seikat besar bunga.

Sementara itu, dua mata jahat yang memata-matai dari balik pohon yang gemerisik aneh di hutan
membuat Little Red Riding Hood jantung berdebar.

Sekarang cukup takut dia berkata pada dirinya sendiri. "Saya harus menemukan jalan dan lari
dari sini!"

Akhirnya ia sampai di jalan lagi tapi hatinya melompat ke dalam mulutnya saat mendengar suara
kasar yang mengatakan: "? Mana Anda akan pergi, gadis cantik saya, sendirian di hutan"

"Aku akan membawa Nenek beberapa kue. Dia tinggal di ujung jalan," kata Little Riding Hood
dengan suara lemah.

Ketika ia mendengar ini, serigala (untuk itu adalah serigala jahat sendiri) sopan bertanya:
"Apakah Nenek hidup dengan dirinya sendiri?"

"Oh, ya," jawab Little Red Riding Hood, "dan dia tidak pernah membuka pintu untuk orang
asing!"

"Selamat tinggal. Mungkin kita akan bertemu lagi," jawab serigala. Lalu ia melompat-lompat
jauh berpikir untuk dirinya sendiri "Aku akan melahap nenek pertama, kemudian berbaring di
menunggu cucu!" Akhirnya, pondok itu terlihat. Mengetuk! Mengetuk! Serigala mengetuk pintu.

"Siapa itu?" teriak Nenek dari tempat tidurnya.

"Ini aku, Little Red Riding Hood. Aku membawakan beberapa kue karena kau sakit," jawab
serigala, berusaha keras untuk menyembunyikan suara kasar nya.

"Angkat kait dan masuk," kata Nenek, menyadari sesuatu yang tidak beres, sampai bayangan
mengerikan muncul di dinding. Nenek miskin! Sebab dalam satu terikat, serigala melompat ke
seberang ruangan dan, dalam seteguk tunggal, menelan wanita tua. Segera setelah itu, Little Red
Riding Hood mengetuk pintu.

"Nenek, saya bisa masuk?" dia menelepon.

Sekarang, serigala itu mengenakan selendang wanita tua dan topi dan menyelinap ke tempat
tidur. Mencoba untuk meniru gemetar suara kecil Nenek, dia menjawab: "Buka kait dan datang
dalam!

"Apa suara berat yang Anda miliki," kata gadis kecil itu kaget.
"Semakin baik untuk menyambut Anda dengan," kata serigala.

"Ya ampun, apa mata besar yang Anda miliki."

"Semakin baik untuk melihat Anda dengan."

"Dan apa yang tangan besar yang Anda miliki!" seru Little Red Riding Hood, melangkah ke
tempat tidur.

"Semakin baik untuk memeluk Anda dengan," kata serigala.

"Apa mulut besar yang Anda miliki," gadis kecil bergumam dengan suara lemah.

"Semakin baik untuk makan Anda dengan!" geram serigala, dan melompat keluar dari tempat
tidur, ia menelan tubuhnya juga. Kemudian, dengan perut penuh lemak, ia jatuh tertidur lelap.

Sementara itu, seorang pemburu muncul dari kayu, dan memperhatikan pondok, ia memutuskan
untuk berhenti dan meminta minum. Ia telah menghabiskan banyak waktu mencoba untuk
menangkap serigala besar yang telah meneror lingkungan, tetapi telah kehilangan jalurnya.
Pemburu bisa mendengar suara siulan aneh; tampaknya akan datang dari dalam pondok. Dia
mengintip melalui jendela dan melihat serigala besar sendiri, dengan perut penuh lemak,
mendengkur di tempat tidur nenek.

"Serigala! Dia tidak akan lolos kali ini!"

Tanpa membuat suara, pemburu hati-hati dimuat senjatanya dan dengan lembut membuka
jendela. Dia menunjuk barel lurus di kepala serigala dan BANG! Serigala itu mati.

"Punya Anda akhirnya!" teriak pemburu di kegirangan. "Anda tidak akan pernah takut siapa pun
lagi.

Dia memotong membuka perut serigala dan takjub nya, keluar muncul Nenek dan Little Red
Riding Hood, aman dan terluka.

"Kau tiba tepat pada waktunya," gumam wanita tua, cukup diatasi dengan semua kegembiraan.

"Ini aman untuk pulang sekarang," kata pemburu Little Red Riding Hood. "Para serigala jahat
sudah mati dan pergi, dan tidak ada bahaya di jalan.

Masih takut, gadis kecil itu memeluk neneknya. Oh, apa ketakutan mengerikan! "

Banyak kemudian, saat senja jatuh, ibu Little Red Riding Hood tiba, kehabisan napas, khawatir
karena gadis kecilnya belum pulang. Dan ketika dia melihat Little Red Riding Hood, aman dan
sehat, dia menangis sukacita.

Setelah mengucapkan terima kasih pemburu lagi, Little Red Riding Hood dan ibunya berangkat
menuju kayu. Saat mereka berjalan cepat melalui pohon-pohon, gadis kecil itu mengatakan
kepada ibunya: "Kita harus selalu menjaga jalan dan tidak pernah berhenti begitu, kita sampai
tidak membahayakan."