In my free time, I’ve embarked on a non-science project: Tabled Fables, a podcast about fairy tales. Each episode will feature a different tale, and the first one is about Red Riding Hood. It turns out that there are a ton of different versions—sometimes Red gets gobbled up, but there are also ones where Red escapes using her wits, or she’s rescued either before or after being swallowed, or she plugs the wolf with a revolver because, let’s face it, wolves don’t look anything like grandmothers. Tell us the version of the story that YOU remember.
We spent an afternoon in the park asking people to retell their versions of Little Red Riding Hood. Surprisingly, a lot of people had forgotten the tale, or only retained a vague impression of a dark forest and small girl being pursued. Most, however, remembered this moral: don’t talk to strangers.
Could you tell the story?