Little Red Riding Hood

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ACT-FACT Active Citizenship Through Fairy Content Tales A Comenius Project ROMANIA SLOVENIA TURKEY SPAIN

Little Red Riding Hood

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Animated version of the tale (with subtitles)
http://learnenglishkids.britishcouncil.org/en/short-stories/little-red-riding-hood

1. Discussion topics:

Why did Little Red Riding Hoods mother tell her to go directly to Grandmas
apartment and not to talk to strangers along the way?
Why was this difficult for Little Red Riding, Hood? (Discuss Little Reds personality,
sunny disposition, friendly nature, etc.)
What were some alternatives for Little Red when she felt uncomfortable about
talking to the person who seemed to be so nice?
What were some alternatives when she got to Grandmas apartment and sensed
something peculiar about Grandma?
(Why not seeking help from a neighbor,
calling 911 or other emergency
measures.)
Write a newspaper article (or draw a
series of pictures) that tells what
happened when Little Red set out to
bring her Grandma a basket of
goodies.



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2. Fractured fairy tales: a different reading on classic fairy tales
(from http://aussiewriterperson.blogspot.com.es/2013/04/fractured-fairy-tales-little-red-
riding.html)
Fractured fairy tales are traditional fairy tales, rearranged to create new plots with fundamentally different
meanings or messages. Fractured fairy tales are closely related to fairy-tale parodies, but the two serve
different purposes: parodies mock individual tales and the genre as a whole; fractured fairy tales, with a
reforming intent, seek to impart updated social and moral messages.
The irony of this title Fractured Fairy Tale is that our new message is one of wholeness and confidence. The
old messages are fractured!

Little Red Riding Hood (fractured) by Otrstf (Dan)

One day, Little Red Riding Hood was carrying a basket of goodies to her
dear old grandmother, who lived deep in the woods. As she skipped along
the path where it led through a small meadow, she idly picked flowers and
sang little snippets of popular songs.
"Like a virgin, oohh!"
There was someone else in the meadow that day, a large, vicious
slavering wolf. He tensed his sinewy muscles, waiting for the right instant,
bunched
himself up, and leaped! His mighty jaws went 'SNAP!' and another field
mouse became a bite-sized snack.
"Damn Farley Mowat, anyway," he muttered as he chewed the stringy
little beast. "I still think elk would taste better
than these things."
"Hello, there, mister wolf!" she called out
cheerfully to the surprised animal.
He suddenly became aware of the little girl
standing in front of him with a basket in one
hand and a bunch of flowers in the other. And
he thought to
fall upon her and devour her right there, but hesitated for some reason.
Young girls who would stop to talk to a wolf were rare enough. He
gulped down the last of the mouse and replied, "Hello, little girl. You should
be
careful about talking to strangers you meet in the woods."
"Oh, I know all about you. You're the wolf. And my mother always
says, 'Strangers are just friends you haven't met yet.'"
The wolf considered this, deciding to accompany her along her way.


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After all, he didn't have many conversations, and he could always eat her
later.
They walked along the path, Red blathering about her friends and school,
the typical interests of a young girl; and freely dispensing homilies her
mother's seemingly inexhaustible supply of mindlessly happy sayings.
The wolf was reconsidering his impulsive dietary decision, and making a
mental note to look up the mother as well. Finally, they arrived at the
grandmother's cottage. He was about to sink his teeth into Red's
unsuspecting throat, when an old woman's surprisingly strong voice called
out through the open doorway.
"Come on inside, Wolf! And you too, girl." He leaned back and closed
his jaws in puzzlement, but felt somehow compelled to obey. They went
inside.
"Grandma!" Red cried out. "Mom sent me to bring some goodies for you."
"Oh, she did, did she? Let's see what's in the basket, dear." She laid the spicy,
cured meats and sweet pastries out on the counter. "Hmmm, her
cooking's improved, if not her intent." She gestured over each item and
nodded to herself, dropping them one at a time down the chute to the waste
bucket. Hesitating over some cookies, she finally shrugged and
offered them to Red. "These aren't poisoned. She probably figured to just let
my diabetes kill me."
While Red munched happily (and silently, the wolf thought with thanks)
Granny looked at him thoughtfully. He regarded her back with an uneasy
sensation, whose source he was sure was familiar, yet could not remember.
He wondered at all the strange, complex thoughts he was having. "What's
happening to me?"
"And why are you talking at all, huh? Didn't think of that one, did
you. The spell's breaking down. You're remembering." She gestured at Red.
"She'll be asleep momentarily. Then we'll talk." Soon, sure enough, Red
curled up on the bed under an eider down quilt.
The wolf asked Granny, "What are you?"
She looked earnestly into the wolf's brilliant blue eyes. "I'm a witch! Why do
you think a frail, old woman would live deep in the woods, young man?
What kind of occupation do you think keeps me out here? It's not for
my health!"
"What's going on? I feel strange."
"My daughter's spells have always used brute force rather than craft.
Her original intent when she made you a wolf was for you to eat me and


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the little
girl, then be immediately killed by a 'conveniently' nearby
woodcutter, thereby ridding her of an unwelcome mother, daughter and
husband."
"But what went wrong?"
"Hah! My daughter is only an amateur witch. Turning you into a beast
was easy, even sending you to my cabin. But the most powerful master
magician would have difficulty making a father kill and devour his own
daughter. It's unnatural, even if he had the mind of a beast. So it was easy
to modify her spell with a minor spell of my own, so that Red would not
flee you, an obvious wild animal, and to have you escort her through the
woods every week
to the house. That's the difference between power and skill, and I've
got skill!"
"So I've been doing this every week? How long?"
"Ever since Red could walk. You would carry her on your back part-way
when she was little."
"And you've let this go on. Why don't you break the spell?
"It suits me. I get to see my grandchild just often enough, and she
gets plenty of fresh air and exercise. And my daughter is stuck at home in
town, a single mother." She smiled, exposing crooked teeth. "I never said I
was a Good Witch."
"But you can't just leave me as a wolf!" He howled, and she waved her
arm, reinforcing the spell. He felt his humanity fade, and leapt through
the door, fleeing the strange enclosure of the cottage, into the woods.
"You make a much better wolf than son-in-law. I need a wolf.
Woodcutters are a dime a dozen, so much so I'm running out of trees. And
woodcutters
don't do a thing for the mouse population."



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How has the fractured version of the fairy tale changed from the original one?

ISSUES ORIGINAL TALE FRACTURED TALE
Characters

Setting (time and
place)

Characters point
of view

Problem of the
story

Important items
in the story (e.g.
slippers)

Ending of the
story



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English exercise "Little Red Riding Hood" created by lili73

1. This tale is about a girl called Little Red Riding
Hood, the red hood she always wears.
2. The girl walks the woods to deliver food
to her grandmother.
3. A wolf approaches the girl, and she naively tells
him she is going.
4. He suggests the girl pick some flowers,
through
she does.
5. In the ,he goes to the grandmother's
house and eats her.
6. the girl arrives he eats her too.
7. A hunter, , comes to the rescue and cuts
the wolf open.
8. Little Red Riding Hood and her
grandmother emerge unharmed.
9. The theme of the ravening wolf and of the creature released unharmed its
belly is reflected in other tales:Peter and the Wolf,The Wolf and the Seven Young Kids.
10. This theme of restoration is as old as Jonah and the whale.
11. It's a strong tale, teaching children not to ' wander off the path'.



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