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FIGHT OR FLIGHT?



        Hello, boys and girls! My name is Little Red Riding Hood, and
        I’m about to skip through the woods with a basket of goodies to
        take to my grandmother’s cottage. What’s that you say? Maybe
        I should mail them instead? Nonsense! I’ve traipsed through
        this magical forest countless times, and no harm has ever come
           my way. Ignore those silly warnings about killer animals. What
             could possibly go wrong for me, or my muffins? Off we go…



                                                                                               Falcon
                                                                                      Hey, birdbrain! Bet you think you’re
                                                                                      going to swoop down and get those
                                                                                  razor-sharp talons into this red riding hood,
                                                                                  or puncture me with that sharp beak. I know
                                                                                    you’re just defending your territory… I’ll
                                                                                    duck into the forest so that I’m harder to
                                                                                    single out. I’m not going to panic or run,
                                                                                     but I’ll stare right into your beady eyes.









                                Polar Bear
                            Mister Polar Bear, you sure are
                           a long way from home, but I know
                        what to do. I’ll stare at the bear as I back
                         away slowly to a safe shelter. That cape
                        trick to look bigger might come in handy.
                          Grandma won’t mind if I drop a few
                          muffins as I retreat. The bear might
                            stop and sniff them, buying me
                                  a little extra time.


                                   beware of

                                 the animals




                                                                   Mountain Lion
                                                               I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that
                                                             you, lion, are a tiny bit scary. I’ll stay
                                                           calm and steady as I walk backward and
                                                           stand up tall and straight while talking to
                                                              the lion in a normal voice so that it
                                                          understands that I am not a threat. I might
                                                          just hold my red cape up over my head
                                                              to make me look bigger. In a cat
                                                                  attack, it’s better to fight
                                                                    back than run away.




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