Page 9 - Storytime - Issue 32 (April 2017)
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Little Golden Hood felt very proud of “It is I, the friendly wolf!” said a large
her errand and couldn’t wait to set off. brown wolf, slinking out from the
shadows. But he wasn’t a friendly wolf
“Don’t stop and chat to anyone on the
at all. He was a big, bad wolf and he
way and don’t wander off in the wood.
had been licking his lips, watching Little
Do you understand?” asked her mother.
Golden Hood walk along the path.
“Yes, Mama!” nodded Little Golden
Just then, some woodcutters appeared
Hood eagerly. She tucked the cake in
on the path ahead, carrying big, shiny
her basket and set off along the path.
axes. So, instead of grabbing Little
Her grandmother lived in the next Golden Hood and gobbling her up as
village and, to reach her house, Little he had planned, the wolf bounded up
Golden Hood had to pass through a to her like a big, friendly dog.
big, dark, scary wood.
“You must be Golden Hood!” said the
She had only just stepped into the wolf, observing her cloak. “I’ve heard
wood, when she heard a strange so much about you. It’s very nice to
rustling noise in the bushes. meet you at last.”
“Who goes there?” asked Little Golden “And what is your name?” asked the
Hood, feeling nervous. little girl, as they strolled along.
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