The Wolf’s Story – Little Red Riding Hood
This week we are looking at the story of Little Red Riding Hood from the wolf’s point of view. This week ‘s talk homework is to discuss the wolf’s thoughts, feelings and point of view about the other characters in the story and to give reasons why he did what he did. Below is an example of this story from the wolf’s point of view:
Once upon a time there was a wolf, and that wolf is me. I got caught in the biggest pickle of my life. It all started with this little girl and her grandmother. So I was walking through the village one day and noticed that there was a sweet, innocent pig loose and running around in front of this house. Being the kind wolf that I am, I did not want the person living at this house to not know that their beloved pig was loose. So I sensibly dashed up to the door and rang the door bell. An old lady answered the door. Before I could even get out a word, this supposedly dear sweet woman began screaming at the top of her lungs. Of course, this drew everyone's attention over to this old lady's house. So I gently shoved the old lady into her house and entered the house after her. Once we were in the house I thought that I would be able to explain myself to her, but no! This old lady just kept frantically yelling and yelling. I had never heard such shrieking in my entire life. I was so scared that someone was going to come over and get me, thinking that I was hurting this old lady. So acting out of fright I foolishly ate the old lady. I didn't know what else to do. I wasn't hungry at all, but I ate her for the sake of my own life.
After I had heard this old lady yell so loud, I had a headache. So I decided that I would take a little nap. I was off in dream world when all of a sudden I heard a forceful knock on the door. Being frightened of what to do I did the first thing that came to my mind. I grabbed the old woman's clothes and stuck them on and then jumped back into bed. I thought that I could trick whoever was at the door that I was this old woman. Now that I was prepared, I told the person to come in. To my surprise the guest was just a little girl. She said, "Hello, grandmother. I have brought you some custard." I told the little girl thank you and then told her to go away. However, like most little children this little girl started asking me questions. She went on and on with things like "what big eyes you have" and "what big ears you have." I kept trying to think of responses, but I was running out of things to say. Just like the old woman, the little girl would not quit talking. Finally the little girl said, "What big teeth you have." Not knowing how to respond to the little girl and not wanting a yelling session to begin again, I found that the easiest thing to do was to eat the little girl. I felt terrible, but I think there was no other way.
After all this mess, my terrible happening turned into a story by the village folk. Except these people told the story in a way that made me into an evil villain. This story has ruined my life. I can't even show my face in the village anymore and it ruined my weekly card game. So I am setting the story straight. I was the victim in all of this mess.
After I had heard this old lady yell so loud, I had a headache. So I decided that I would take a little nap. I was off in dream world when all of a sudden I heard a forceful knock on the door. Being frightened of what to do I did the first thing that came to my mind. I grabbed the old woman's clothes and stuck them on and then jumped back into bed. I thought that I could trick whoever was at the door that I was this old woman. Now that I was prepared, I told the person to come in. To my surprise the guest was just a little girl. She said, "Hello, grandmother. I have brought you some custard." I told the little girl thank you and then told her to go away. However, like most little children this little girl started asking me questions. She went on and on with things like "what big eyes you have" and "what big ears you have." I kept trying to think of responses, but I was running out of things to say. Just like the old woman, the little girl would not quit talking. Finally the little girl said, "What big teeth you have." Not knowing how to respond to the little girl and not wanting a yelling session to begin again, I found that the easiest thing to do was to eat the little girl. I felt terrible, but I think there was no other way.
After all this mess, my terrible happening turned into a story by the village folk. Except these people told the story in a way that made me into an evil villain. This story has ruined my life. I can't even show my face in the village anymore and it ruined my weekly card game. So I am setting the story straight. I was the victim in all of this mess.
Share the story with your child and pick out any exciting WOW words we could use in our own stories e.g. frantically, sweet, innocent, forceful, foolishly, shrieking etc. Discuss:
*Why do you think the wolf did what he did? (Use the reason from the story above, from the story we read in class or make up your own reason)
*How does the wolf feel about being the villain?
*How has this ruined his life?
*How does he feel about the other characters in the story?
*What would he like to happen now?
*Which story do you believe? Is it good to consider and hear both sides of a story?
I have included a sheet where you can write any notes if you wish.
Enjoy!
