“Grandmother, grandmother, it’s me, Little Red Riding Hood. I’ve brought you some fruit and beautiful flowers.”
“The door is open, dear. Come in and let me see you.”
The wolf pushed the door open and rushed into the house.

The poor old lady was shocked to see the fierce wolf instead of her dear granddaughter. She jumped out of bed and ran as fast as she could to hide in the cupboard.
The wolf quickly put on grandmother’s nightcap and her glasses that were beside the bed. He jumped into bed and pulled the covers over him.