By the way... anyone who knows her address?!?Dear Little Red Riding Hood,
We are about the same age. I remember you were about seven when I started reading your amazing story. For that reason I dare to write to you, because I feel we know each other since long time ago.
I must say your story always has fascinated me, and it’s for that I still read it to my nieces from time to time. But thirty years later, they remain still some unanswered questions that sometimes keep me awake in the middle of the night. Now we're both grown-ups so maybe you can help me to avoid those uncomfortable sleep disorders.
a) When I was seven I started to need glasses, and I of course I hated them. But your case helped to convince me. The possibility of not noticing my dear nan turned into a hairy beast scared me a lot, you know, so I finally decided to put on my glasses. (By the way: my Mum sends a big thank you). Now I’d like to know the truth: Do you have any serious eyesight problems? I mean… it isn’t so difficult to distinguish a wolf from a granny in normal circumstances, is it?
b) Why did you wear always this odd red riding hood? Didn’t you mind the children laughing at you at the school? And more important: Are you still wearing it? What does your employer think about that?
And c) Do you have a real name? Do you use it, or do you use Little, etc.? Or maybe do you sign as Big Red Riding Hood?
I hope you aren't offended by my questions and you have the time to answer me back.
Yours sincerely,
E.
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