Little Red Kitty

Fractured Fairy Tale.

WALT: recraft a traditional fairy tale by changing characters, settings, main events and ideas but still making sure that the bone-structure of the fairy tale can be recognised.

...Little Red Kitty…

Not so far away but just down Piccadilly Road, Little Red Kitty was taking some freshly baked muffins over to her grandmother’s house. As Little Red Kitty walked through the paddock she spotted Big Black Hood walking towards her, suddenly he stopped her. Now Little Red Kitty forgot that she mustn’t talk to strangers, especially Big Black Hood.

“Hello Dear what's your name.”

“Oh my name is Little Red  Kitty” .

“Well my name’s Big Black Hood, and…..ohhhhh,  where are you taking those lovely muffins”.

 “I’m taking them to my grandmothers house just around that corner.” replied Little Red Kitty.

Big Black Hood wanted those muffins badly so he raced over to grandmother’s house and knocked on her door.

“Hello, is anyone home.” asked Big Black Hood.

“ Yes love, I’m just lying in bed.” replied Grandmother. Big Black Hood went to her bed, tied her up and shoved her in the cupboard.

Then Little Red Kitty  entered Grandmother’s house and walked right up to her nan’s bed.

“Grandmother what big ears you have.” inquired Little Red Kitty.

“All the better to hear you with.” answered Big Black Hood.

“And what big eyes you have,” she said,  “

“All the better to see you with,” said Big Black Hood.

“And what big teeth you have”.

“All the better to eat you with” said Big Black Hood, and he jumped out of bed and started chasing Little Red Kitty.  He thought a smidgen of Little Red Kitten would make a lovely dessert after a feed of muffins.

A farmer who was milking cows in the paddock heard Little Red Kitty screaming. He smashed the window and jump through it and hit the Big Black Hood across the face. The Big Black Hood fell to the ground, dead. Then Little Red Kitty’s grandmother fell out of the cupboard, so Little Red Kitty and the farmer untied her.

Afterwards Little Red Kitty, the farmer and grandmother sat quietly at the table having dinner by the fire, contemplating about the day’s event.

...The End…