The Little Red Hen Story Book Novels & Stories

Maayos na kunumutan hanggang dibdib at umayos na din ako ng higa sa tabi nito. "Daddy, come . Please, tell me story again." Tawag pansin naman nito sa kanya kaya naman agad na napasunod at sumampa na din sa kama. Sumandal sa headboard ng kama at masuyo namang nilalaro ng mga daliri niya ang buhok nito na lagi niyang ginagawa. "Okay baby. I will tell you the story of the red riding hood. After this, matutulog ka na okay."

My eyes widened when the book started to glow and letters started to pop up. The first word I read was 'THE FIVE LITTLE FRIENDS,' and I was fascinated by how letters are written and words are communicated. I started to read the unfamiliar story, and little by little, I realized that this story is all about the 6th generation. Where the chosen one runs away, that brings chaos to this place.

"So, it's my time to tell a story." Tumayo ako at binitbit itong upuan ko patungo sa gawi ni James. Nilapag ko yong upuan malapit lang sakanya at umupo. "Once upon a time there was a dear little girl who was loved by every one who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little cap of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else. So she was always called Little Red Riding Hood."

Kung papayagan lang sana siya ng langit na makasama ang kanyang anak araw-araw. Marahan niyang kinurot ang pisngi ng anak. "Ang babasahin ni Daddy ngayon ay ang kwento ng The Little Prince." Binuksan ni Adrian ang libro. Ang manipis nitong mga labi ay bahagyang gumalaw habang isang magnetiko at napakagandang boses ang nagsimulang dumaloy mula sa kanyang lalamunan. Hindi lang si Bunbun ang nakinig nang may buong interes; maging si Noah na kailanman ay walang pakialam sa mga fairy tales ay tuluyang nakuha ang atensyon at natahimik sa tabi.

Tumago muna ako sa isang malaking punong nakasalipod sa bangkong kinaroroonan nila at nakinig kung ano nga ba talaga ang pinag-uusapan nila o kung may pinaplano ba talaga sila sa babae. "Anong sapatos to? Ang liit, hindi patalaga nakalampas sa kalahating paako!Hahaha!" saad nitong si kuya Henry habang isinusukat ang maliit at may kalumaang sapatos ng babaeng natutulog. Anong trip niya? Walang magawa sa buhay tong lalaking to.

"Opo." "Okey, here's the story...Once upon a time, in a village near the edge of a dense, dark forest, there lived a little girl known for the red riding hood she always wore. Her real name was not important; she was simply called Little Red Riding Hood. One day, Little Red Riding Hood's mother asked her to deliver a basket of goodies to her grandmother, who lived in a cottage deep within the forest. The basket was filled with freshly baked bread, butter, and a pot of her favorite jam. "Remember, Little Red Riding Hood," her mother cautioned, "stay on the path and don't talk to strangers."