Red Riding Hood (27.03.2012)

I saw Little Red Riding Hood today. Little Red Riding Hood is not a little girl, but a pretty young woman with a graceful gait, graceful figure and charming smile. She was wearing a red hood, or rather a headscarf, a dirndl dress with a black top and a short, wide, red skirt, plus a white blouse and white tights - just like you know them from fairy tale illustrations. Unmistakable! Not a trace of fear of the dear wolf.

She came out of town and crossed the street in front of my car. Did she visit her grandmother? Or did she go to her car in the parking lot? Did a woman just want to play Little Red Riding Hood? Had she lost (or won?!) a bet, are her bachelorette days numbered? Tuesday noon, alone? Unlikely. Or does she still go to the nearby high school and play Little Red Riding Hood in a fairy tale play? One can underestimate the age of the eternally young fairy tale children. Did Little Red Riding Hood work in town and advertise sparkling wine or soft cheese?

Dear Little Red Riding Hood, I'm glad to have seen you. Thanks! If I should see you again, I invite you to a milk coffee.