Little Red Cap or Little Red Riding Hood
Wolf eats child and grandma, hunter saves them. Grandma, why do you have such big ears, eyes, hands? That I can see you better, grab you, eat you.
Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl who loved everyone who looked at her, but most of all her grandmother. She didn't know what to give the child. Once she gave him a little red velvet cap. And because it suited him so well and he didn't want to wear anything else, he was called Little Red Riding Hood. One day his mother said to him, "Come, Little Red Riding Hood, you have a piece of cake and a bottle of wine, take them to grandmother; she is sick and weak and will strengthen herself with them. Get going before it gets hot. And keep to the path, or you'll fall and break the glass, and grandmother will have nothing. And when you come into her room, don't forget to say good morning and don't look around in all the corners first. "I will make everything all right," said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother and gave her her hand on it. But the grandmother lived out in the forest, half an hour from the village.
As Little Red Riding Hood came into the forest, the wolf met him. Little Red Riding Hood, however, did not know what kind of evil animal it was and was not afraid of him. "Good day, Little Red Riding Hood," he spoke. "Thank you very much, wolf." "Where are you going so early, Little Red Riding Hood?" "To grandmother's." "What are you wearing under your apron"? "Cake and wine. Yesterday we baked, so the sick and weak grandmother should do something good with it and strengthen herself with it." "Little Red Riding Hood, where does your grandmother live"? "A good quarter of an hour further on in the forest, under the three big oak trees, there is her house, below are the nut hedges, you will know that," said Little Red Riding Hood. The wolf thought to himself: "the young tender thing, that's a fat morsel, it will taste even better than the old one. You must start it cunningly, so that you catch them both." Then he walked a little while beside Little Red Riding Hood, and then he said, "Little Red Riding Hood, look at the beautiful flowers that are all around, why don't you look around? I don't think you hear the birds singing so sweetly? You are walking for yourself, as if you were hurrying to school, when it is so beautiful in the forest."
Little Red Riding Hood opened her eyes, and when she saw how the sun's rays danced back and forth through the trees, and everything was full of beautiful flowers, she thought: "If I bring grandmother a fresh bouquet, it will also bring her joy. It is so early in the day that I will arrive at the right time," and ran off the path into the forest and looked for flowers. And when it had picked one, it thought there was a more beautiful one further out, and ran there - and got deeper and deeper into the forest. But the wolf went straight to the grandmother's house and knocked on the door. "Who is outside?" "Little Red Riding Hood, bringing cake and wine, open up." "Just press the handle," cried the grandmother, "I'm too weak and can't get up." The wolf pressed the handle, the door burst open and he went straight to the grandmother's bed without speaking a word and swallowed her. Then he put on her clothes, put on her hood, lay down in her bed and drew the curtains.
Little Red Riding Hood, however, had continued to wander around in search of the flowers: And only when he had so many that he could not carry any more, he remembered his grandmother. Now he made his way to her. He was surprised that the door was open, and as he entered the room, he felt so strange in it that he thought: "My God, how anxious I feel today, although I usually like to be with my grandmother! He called out, "Good morning," but got no answer. Then he went to the bed and pulled back the curtains. There lay the grandmother with her hood pulled down low over her face and looking so strange. "Ei, grandmother, what big ears you have?". "That I may hear you better." "Ei, grandmother, what big eyes you have"? "So that I can see you better." "Egg, grandmother, what big hands you have"? "That I can grab you better"! "But, grandmother, what horribly big mouth you have"? "That I can eat you better." No sooner had the wolf said this than he leaped out of bed and devoured poor Little Red Riding Hood.
When the wolf had satisfied his greed, he lay down in bed again, fell asleep and began to snore loudly. The hunter passed by the house and thought: "How the old woman snores, you must see if she is missing something. Then he entered the living 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," he said, "I have been looking for you a long time." Now he was about to put on his rifle, when it occurred to him that the wolf might have eaten the grandmother, and she might still be saved. So he did not shoot, but took a pair of scissors and began to cut open the sleeping wolf's belly. When he had made a few cuts, he saw the red cap shining. And a few cuts further, the girl jumped out and cried, "oh, how I was frightened, it was so dark in the wolf's womb!" And then the old grandmother also came out alive and could hardly breathe. But Little Red Riding Hood quickly fetched large stones and filled the wolf's belly with them. And when he woke up, he wanted to jump away. But the stones were so heavy that he immediately collapsed and died.
Then all three were very happy. The hunter pulled off the wolf's fur and went home with it. The grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine that Little Red Riding Hood had brought - and recovered. Little Red Riding Hood, however, thought: "You will never again walk alone off the path into the forest if your mother has forbidden you to do so.
It is also said that once, when Little Red Riding Hood was bringing baked goods to her old grandmother, another wolf came up to her and tried to lead her away. Little Red Riding Hood, however, was careful and went on her way and told the grandmother that she had met the wolf, who had wished her good day, but had looked so evil out of her eyes: "If it hadn't been for the open road, he would have eaten me". "Come," said the grandmother, "let us lock the door so that he cannot come in." Soon after, the wolf knocked and called, "open up, grandmother, I'm Little Red Riding Hood, I've brought you some baked goods." But they were silent and did not open the door: then the gray-head crept around the house several times, finally jumped onto the roof and wanted to wait until Little Red Riding Hood went home in the evening. Then he wanted to sneak after him and eat in the darkness. But the grandmother realized what he had in mind.
Now there was a large stone trough in front of the house, and she said to the child: "Take the bucket, Little Red Riding Hood, yesterday I boiled sausages. Then carry the water in which they are cooked into the trough." Little Red Riding Hood carried until the great big trough was completely full. Then the smell of the sausages rose to the wolf's nose. He sniffed and looked down. Finally he stretched his neck so much that he could no longer hold on and began to slip. So he slid down from the roof, straight into the big trough and drowned. Little Red Riding Hood, however, happily went home and no one harmed him.