The Red Monologue : The Story of Little Red Riding Hood : A free monologue for all : children, teens and adults
Free monologues sometimes seem hard to come by, right? I'll go ahead and answer that for you - "YES!" Well, look no further, you've found my contribution to the much needed library of free monologues!
You have my permission to use this in your audition, or in the classroom and you may adapt it to suit your needs.
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Please note: This monologue is NOT in the public domain. You are not free to call it your own. Any public performance (other than in an audition or in the classroom) of this monologue, or any adaptation to it will require permission from me. Without doing so is a direct violation of U.S. copyright.
Without further ado, may I present the story of Little Red Riding Hood to you, in:
Congratulations on your Blue Ribbons, Jacob!
Update: Little Red Riding Hood is NOT just for girls!
I was contacted by a mom, named Cheryl. Anyway, Cheryl asked if it'd be okay to adapt The Red Monologue for her son, Jacob, to perform.
He had a local 4-H reading competition and was anxiously ready for it! I said yes and they adapted it. Jacob got a Blue Ribbon and advanced to Regionals! YAY, Jacob!
Update: Just today, 3/12/11, Jacob got ANOTHER Blue Ribbon - this time at REGIONALS!!! Cheryl let me know, sent a link to me of the video and we're all just as anxious as Jacob was - waiting to hear if he gets to go on to the State-level Competition!
Oh yeah, he's just 9 y/o! I think he's done an absolutely FANTASTIC job!
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Great looking costume for a tween! It comes complete with a dress with hooded cape, leggings and a charming choker! Perfect for Halloween Parties and Theatrical Productions!
The Red Monologue!
Mother, you won't believe what all happened to me today! I was on the way to Grandmama's house; like you asked, when all of a sudden, a BIG - MEAN - UGLY - BAD WOLF jumped out onto the path --- right in front of me! I wasn't scared though. Well, maybe a little.
Anyway, in a rough voice, he asked me "Where are you going, little girl and what's in the little basket of yours?" I told him that I was on the way to Grandmama's house because she wasn't feeling very well today and that I have soup and crackers in the basket that will make her feel all better. Then I said good-day to Mr. Wolf and started to walk away. Mr. Wolf got all huffy and puffy and ran away so fast that all the leaves blew down off of all of the trees in the forest!
A little farther down the path, I heard some strange squeal-like cries and whatever was making the sounds - they were getting close to me very fast. So I hid in the bushes.
As soon as I could see what was making the sounds, I jumped right out! I probably shouldn't have done that, because I scared them even more.
They squealed loudly and said, "Don't hurt us - please!" I said "I wouldn't dare hurt you little pigs. I wouldn't even hurt a flea. So, why are you crying, little pigs?"
I felt so badly for them. One little pig said, "There was a BIG - MEAN - UGLY - BAD WOLF back there!"
Another little pig said, "And he blew down all of our houses!"
The third little pig said, "Except mine, but I'm too scared to go back into my house that's made of bricks! Surely that will fall too!"
Then I said, "Hmm... that description sounds familiar! Little pigs, a brick house is a very strong house, so don't be afraid of that Big Bad Wolf! All of you should go to your brother's home. You'll be safe. Put some hot water on to boil in the fireplace and make some soup. It'll make you feel all better! In fact, that's what I'm taking to my Grandmama right now!" They liked my idea and hurried home.
So I continued forward - down the path - to Grandmama's house - that was where I was going. Then I came up to a man that had on a flanel shirt with an axe. It was so shiny, but it had a dent in it. I asked him, "Sir, why is there a dent in your axe?" He said, "All the better to make hand-hewn timbers." I thought to myself, "That's wonderful, but what is hewn?" I didn't let him know that, though. Then I said, "May I call you --- Sir Dent --- for your axe's dent?" He said to me, "Of course you can, little one!" I smiled and said, "I'm Little Red," and went on my merry way.
Next I saw Ms. Shirley and 'er son, even farther down the path. She said to me, "Hello, Sweetie Pie, aren't you just the constant walker..." I said, "Hello. I like to walk very much, but I have to hurry! Sorry! See you soon!" She said, "I'll see you later, you cheery little ripple maker." I thought, I am quite cheery, aren't I?" Well, I am.
Anyway, I finally reached Grandmama's house. The door was cracked. I thought that was a bit odd, but I knocked, because it's the polite thing to do. A rough and familiar voice called out, "Who's that knocking at my door?" Faintly, I said, "Why it's me, Little Red Riding hood, and I've brought some soup and crackers for you that will make you feel all better." Then I went in. All tucked under the covers, I heard, "Come closer." I did.
Don't forget your Big Bad Wolf Costume or Mask!
Guess what? It wasn't Grandmama at all! It was the BIG - MEAN - UGLY - BAD WOLF! He jumped out of bed and gobbled me up. It didn't hurt though, because he didn't have any teeth. He had to swallow me whole. I wasn't lonely in his belly, because he'd already eaten Grandmama. And wow, she was looking rather sick. I gave her the soup and crackers. She said that she didn't have any appetite.
All of a sudden, we were sprung out of his belly and onto the floor. It was Sir Dent - the man with the axe. He said not to look back, so we didn't. Then he told us to come back here and wait. So we did.
I wonder who that is at the door. Sir Dent! Wow! What a lovely grey and red rug! And it's made of fur! My favorite!
The Little Red Riding Hood Story, as told
The Red Monologue.
You can perform this if you'd like!
And by the way... I won't charge you to rehearse or perform it. Please be aware though that my monologue is NOT in the public domain. Copying of this monologue to other sites is a direct infringement on US Copyright Law, unless (as I previously stated) you provide a link back to this page. Without following my guidelines, you and the site that allows it will be at risk of severe penalties and/or fines. "Grrr," said Mr. Wolf! :)
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