Showing posts with label Fairy Tales. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Book Review: THE LITTLE RED WOLF

Title: The Little Red Wolf
Author: Amelie Flechais
Publisher: Diamond Book Distributors
Pages: 80








The Little Red Wolf by Amelie Flechais turns the familiar story of Little Red Riding Hood, the one we grew up with, the one that reinforced our mistrust of the Stranger as somebody to be wary of, against itself.

In this retelling, it is the Little Red Wolf who is naïve and innocent, and the Hunter and his Daughter, as blonde as in the original Little Red Riding Hood, who are the predators. They are cruel, even though they appear nice.

The Little Red Wolf is sent by his mother with a little basket containing a rabbit to his grandmother’s. Grandma is old and cannot hunt, hence, the gift. But Mother tries her best to warn the Little Red Wolf about the dangers lurking in the forest, the hunter and his daughter who prey on little wolves like him.

And so, Little Red Wolf sets out. At first, he is careful, but by and by, he forgets his mother’s warning. Hungry, he eats the rabbit, bit by bit. When it is gone, he is upset at the thought of what his mother will say to him. 

Caught at his most vulnerable, he is befriended by a young blonde girl, who tells him not to worry. She has a lot of rabbits at home and he is welcome to take one of them to his grandmother.

Things take a sinister turn for him, predictably for us. What will happen to Little Red Wolf? Will anyone heed his cries for help? Or will it be his little head mounted on the wall of the hunter’s cabin?


La Niña and El Niño enjoy it when I read to them, particularly when I modulate my voice to sound hassled and angry and frightened, in keeping with the emotions of the characters.

As I read this story, La Niña winced at the descriptions of the cruelty of the humans which was put on display in their home: the various body parts of dead animals that they had stuffed and displayed on their walls. And it was with an audible gasp of relief that she reacted to Little Red World being rescued by his father.

I was happy to hear that sound of relief.

Children need to learn to be sensitive to the troubles faced by those that aren’t like us, and to denounce the actions of the offenders, even when the offenders are people like “us.”


“My country, right or wrong” was a belief that GK Chesterton warned against. I was happy to note that this retelling helped La Niña to think about the plight of the Little Red Wolf, caught in a situation not of his choosing. 

While the book is 80 pages long, most of it is taken up by the beautifully intense illustrations, which helps us breeze through the book. 

Of course, the book is not so much a retelling as a flipping of the characters on the scale of good and evil. The rest of the story from danger to rescue is predictable.

(I read a Kindle edition of this book through Edelweiss.) 

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Dear Little Mermaid

To, 
The Little Mermaid, 
the Underwater Kingdom, 
C/o Hans Christian Andersen



Dear Little Mermaid,

Of all the characters I have ever read in fairy tales, you were the only one that struck a chord with me. You were the only one that didn’t win the heart of Prince Charming. 

Your peers became princesses and lived happily ever after. One kiss and their lives changed for the better. You were the only one who started out with a great life and gave it all up for love. 

True love. 

But nary a happy ending in sight.

We humans are blessed with a soul, and most of us don’t spare a thought to its sustenance. You were willing to give up your life of privilege in the sea, your very identity as a mermaid, to be with a human prince, whose fickle memory held nothing for you.

But you were only a mermaid. How were you to know that we humans are quick to receive and slow to give?

You committed the ultimate sacrifice for the sake of your love for the prince. You saved his life when he fell off the ship, and he, foolish prince, fell in love with the girl who discovered his insensible body at the temple, right after you rescued him and left him there. The temple girl turned out to be a neighbouring princess, and the prince allowed his gratitude to turn into love, never realizing that he owed that gratitude to you.

The human prince saw what he wanted to see. The debt he owed you piled up, as you gave up your voice, the sweetest and most enchanting in the sea kingdom, in exchange for legs. You bore the pain that came from walking on your new legs. Willingly. Punishing yourself for love. 

All you had was hope. That the prince would fall in love with you, and that in marrying you, a part of his soul would sustain you.

But the story didn’t end the way you hoped it would. Even then you had a solution. 

Your four sisters cut off their beautiful long hair, and gave it to the Sea Witch in order to obtain a reprieve for you in the shape of a dagger. Here I must digress. 

Your sisters too offer a shining example of the self-sacrificing love that you displayed so exemplarily. Your parents have raised fine young women indeed. If only the menfolk deserved your goodness.

All you had to do was to plunge it into the heart of the prince and let the drops fall on yourself in order to return to your life as a mermaid. Did you accept that solution?

No, for that was not your way.

My only grouse: after all you did, I think you deserved to get a soul right away, instead of transforming into an ethereal spirit. Why make you serve time, doing good deeds for another 300 years, in order to win yourself the ultimate prize and enter the Kingdom of God?



If I were the author, you wouldn’t have had to wait.

Never.


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