Welcome to my blog. I am a student at Lake Brunner School in Moana, on the West Coast of the South Island of New Zealand.
Thursday, August 16, 2018
Little red riding hood
Once upon a time Little red riding hood decided to go see grandma.
Her mother said, “At least take this pot of butter and some whiskey.”
“Ok mother.” So she began her journey into the most magnificent and beautiful forest you could ever see. As she was walking she came across a wolf but not just any wolf one that could speak English.
“The bad wolf said, “What are you doing out in the woods solivagant.”
“I am going to give my grandma these wonderful flowers a pot of butter and some whiskey” replied Little red riding hood
“Oh where does your Grandma live,” asked the wolf.
“In the little cottage by the waterfall,” replied little red riding hood calmly.
“Oh can I come with you,” replied the wolf.
“Why of course,” Little red riding hood said. “Lets go.”
But the wolf knew he had to get there before the girl, so he came up with an excuse.
“I will be back in a second.” He ran of to grandma's house and he starts talking to grandma.
”Hello it is little red riding hood, your Granddaughter,” the wolf said in a high voice.
“Oh come in dear,” but the wolf threw a swarm of bees and it stung grandma to death. Little red riding hood walked in and then the wolf threw a knife at her head and it killed her slowly.
The wolf lived happily ever after.
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