Thursday, June 24, 2010

Short story: Goodies For Grandmother

(Adapted from the story of “Little Red Riding Hood”)

Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived near the edge of a forest. She was a very good little girl who always did as her mother said.
One day, while the little girl was playing in the garden, her mother called her.
“Take this basket of goodies and visit your grandmother who lives on the other side of the forest.” Her mother said. “She hasn’t been feeling too well lately, and I thought she might like some home made goodies and your company. Be sure to stay on the path.” Her mother warned. “And watch out for pixies too. You know how naughty those little pixies can be. Don’t fall for their little tricks again!”
The little girl thought that was a very good idea. So, she set off to her grandmother’s house. She promised her mother that she would stay on the path and not let the pixies tempt her.
She hadn’t gone far, however, when she met one of the pixies.
“What’s that you’ve got?” asked the little pixie.
“Goodies.” The little girl answered. “But you needn’t think you’re getting any of them. I’m going to see my sick grandmother on the other side of the forest and I’m sure she wouldn’t be happy if she heard I gave her goodies to a naughty little pixie like you.”
“Can I come to grandma’s with you?”
“No, grandmother is sick and I’m quite sure she doesn’t want to be bothered by a naughty little pixie like you.”
The little girl expected the pixie to argue with her, but instead he just laughed and ran off. And thinking nothing of it, the little girl continued on her way.
Not long after the little pixie left her, the little girl met a fairy.
“Hello,” said the fairy.
“Hello,” replied the little girl.
The fairy eyed up the basket of goodies, then said. “Be careful little girl, the pixies will be after those.”
“I know,” the little girl replied. “I’ve had one of them ask already. But I soon got rid of him.”
“Where are you going to with those goodies?”
“To visit my sick grandmother on the other side of the forest.”
“May I come?”
The little girl shook her head. “Grandmother is sick and I’m quite sure she’d rather not have too many visitors.” She told the fairy.
The fairy didn’t stop to argue, she just flew off leaving the little girl alone once again. And, thinking nothing of it, the little girl continued on her way.
A little while later she arrived at her grandmother’s house and was surprised to see the front door was open.
“Grandmother, are you here?” she called, walking inside the little house.
She didn’t get an answer so she began to silently search the house for her grandmother. After all, since she was sick, maybe she was sleeping.
“Hello, dear!” said a shaky voice from her grandmother’s favourite rocking chair as the little girl entered her grandmother’s parlour.
“Grandmother,” said the little girl as she walked up to the chair in which her grandmother sat. “What large, pointy ears you have.”
“All the better to hear you with,” replied the grandmother.
“And grandmother, what big eyes you have.”
“All the better to see you with.”
“And grandmother, what a big mouth you have.”
“All the better to eat those delicious goodies with!” yelled the pixie that had become tired of pretending to be the grandmother and leapt from the chair. He tried to grab the basket of goodies, but he was too slow. The little fairy, along with three of her friends, quickly flew into the room and lifted the basket up into the air so that it was too high up for the pixie.
The pixie stamped his foot and let out a howl of annoyance.
“I want those goodies!” he yelled.
“Where’s my grandmother?” demanded the little girl.
“Shan’t tell!” the pixie replied, stamping his foot again.
“Tell her! Tell her! Tell her!” chanted the fairies, still holding onto the basket.
Just then they heard a banging coming from a nearby closet. The little girl ran over to the closet door and opened it. And out tumbled her grandmother.
“Grandmother!” the little girl cried happily, throwing her arms around her.
The grandmother hugged the little girl back and then, after taking in the scene, asked the pixie why he’d locked her in the closet.
“I want some goodies!” the pixie demanded again.
The grandmother took the basket of goodies from the fairies and looked inside.
“Well,” the grandmother said. “I think there’s plenty for everyone here. Why don’t we all sit down and share these wonderful goodies?” she suggested.
Everyone thought that was a wonderful idea. And so, that’s just what they did. And what they were doing when the little girl’s father came to take her home later that day.



The End

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