童话英语故事带翻译：小红帽

童话英语故事带翻译：小红帽

Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl. Everyone who saw her liked her, but

most of all her grandmother, who did not know what to give the child next. Once she

gave her a little cap made of red velvet. Because it suited her so well, and she wanted

to wear it all the time, she came to be known as Little Red Cap.

One day her mother said to her, “Come Little Red Cap. Here is a piece of cake and

a bottle of wine. Take them to your grandmother. She is sick and weak, and they will

do her well. Mind your manners and give her my greetings. Behave yourself on the

way, and do not leave the path, or you might fall down and break the glass, and then

there

will

be

nothing

for

your

grandmother.

And

when

you

enter

her

parlor,

don’t

forget to say ‘Good morning,’ and don’t peer into all the corners first.”

“I’ll do everything just right,” said Little Red Cap, shaking her mother’s hand.

The grandmother lived out in the woods, a half hour from the village. When Little

Red Cap entered the woods a wolf came up to her. She did not know what a wicked

animal he was, and was not afraid of him.

“Good day to you, Little Red Cap.”

“Thank you, wolf.”

“Where are you going so early, Little Red Cap?”

“To grandmother’s.”

“And what are you carrying under your apron?”

“Grandmother

is

sick

and

weak,

and

I

am

taking

her

some

cake

and

wine.

We

baked yesterday, and they should be good for her and give her strength.”

“Little Red Cap, just where does your grandmother live?”

“Her house i

s good quarter hour from here in the woods, under the three large oak

trees. There’s a hedge of hazel bushes there. You must know the place,” said Little Red

Cap.

The wolf thought to himself, “Now that sweet young thing is a tasty bite for me.

She

will

taste

even

better

than

the

old

woman.

You

must

be

sly,

and

you

can

catch

them both.”

He walked along a little while with Little Red Cap, then he said, “Little Red Cap,

just look at the beautiful flowers that are all around us. Why don’t you go and tak

e a

look? And I don’t believe you can hear how beautifully the birds are singing. You are

walking along as though you were on your way to school. It is very beautiful in the

woods.”

Little Red Cap opened her eyes and when she saw the sunbeams dancing to and fro

through the trees and how the ground was covered with beautiful flowers, she thought,

“If a take a fresh bouquet to grandmother, she will be very pleased. Anyway, it is still

early, and I’ll be home on time.” And she ran off the path into the woo

ds looking for

flowers.

Each

time

she

picked

one

she

thought

that

she

could

see

an

even

more

beautiful one a little way off, and she ran after it, going further

and further

into the

woods. But the wolf ran straight to the grandmother’s house and knocked on

the door.

“Who’s there?”

“Little Red Cap. I’m bringing you some cake and wine. Open the door.”

“Just press the latch,” called out the grandmother. “I’m too weak to get up.”

The wolf pressed the latch, and the door opened. He stepped inside, went straight

to the grandmother’s bed, and ate her up. Then he put on her clothes, put her cap on his

head, got into her bed, and pulled the curtains shut.

Little Red Cap had run after the flowers. After she had gathered so many that she

could not carry any more, she remembered her grandmother, and then continued on her

way to her house. She found, to her surprise, that the door was open. She walked into

the parlor, and everything looked so strange that she thought, “Oh, my God, why am I

so afraid? I

usually like it at grandmother’s.”

She called out, “Good morning!” but received no answer.

Then

she

went

to

the

bed

and

pulled

back

the

curtains.

Grandmother

was

lying

there with her cap pulled down over her face and looking very strange.

“Oh,

grandmother, what big ears you have!”

“All the better to hear you with.”

“Oh, grandmother, what big eyes you have!”

“All the better to see you with.”

“Oh, grandmother, what big hands you have!”

“All the better to grab you with!”

“Oh, grandmother, what a horribly big mouth you have!”

“All the better to eat you with!”

The

wolf

had

scarcely

finished

speaking

when

he

jumped

from

the

bed

with

a

single

leap

and

ate

up

poor

Little

Red

Cap.

As

soon

as

the

wolf

had

satisfied

his

desires, he climbed back into bed, fell asleep, and began to snore very loudly.

A huntsman was just passing by. He thought, “The old woman is snoring so loudly.

You had better see if something is wrong with her.”

He stepped into the parlor, and when he approached the bed, he saw the wolf lying

there. “So here I find you, you old sinner,” he said. “I have been hunting for you a long

time.”

He

was

about

to

aim

his

rifle

when

it occurred

to

him

that

the

wolf

might have

eaten the grandmother, and that she still might be rescued. So instead of shooting, he

took a pair of scissors and began to cut open the wolf’s belly. After a few cuts he saw

the

red

cap

shining

through.,

and

after

a

few

more

cuts

the

girl

jumped

out,

crying,

“Oh, I was so frightened! It was so dark inside the wolf’s body!”

And then the grandmother came out as well, alive but hardly able to breathe. Then

Little Red Cap fetched some large stones. She filled the wolf’s body with them, and

when he woke up and tried to run away, the stones were so heavy that he immediately

fell down dead.

The

three

of

them

were

happy.

The

huntsman

skinned

the

wolf

and

went

home

with the pelt. The grandmother ate the cake and drank the wine that Little Red Cap had

brought. And Little Red Cap thought, “As

long as I live, I will never leave the path and

run off into the woods by myself if mother tells me not to.”

They

also

tell

how

Little

Red

Cap

was

taking

some

baked

things

to

her

grandmother another time, when another wolf spoke to her and wanted her to leave the

path. But Little Red Cap took care and went straight to grandmother’s. She told her

that she had seen the wolf, and that he had wished her a good day, but had stared at her

in a wicked manner. “If we hadn’t been on a public road, he would have

eaten me up,”

she said.

“Come,” said the grandmother. “Let’s lock the door, so he can’t get in.”

Soon

afterward

the

wolf

knocked

on

the

door

and

called

out,

“Open

up,

grandmother. It’s Little Red Cap, and I’m bringing you some baked things.”

They

remained

silent,

and

did

not

open

the

door.

Gray-Head

crept

around

the

house several times, and finally jumped onto the roof. He wanted to wait until Little

Red Cap went home that evening, then follow her and eat her up in the darkness. But