16 Tōtō, tō ! «’O vai terā ?» I tōna fa’aro’ora’a i te reo haruru o Ruto, mata’u a’e nei ’o Fāupo’o ’Ura Iti. Nō tōna ramana’o ē tē hūpēhia ra tōna tupuna vahine, pāhono atu ra ’oia : «’O tā ’oe mo’otua ’o Fāupo’o ’Ura Iti, tē ’āfa’i mai nei au i te tahi faraoa mōmona ’e te tahi ’āu’a pata o tā tō’u metua vahine i fa’aineine mai nā ’oe.» Pi’i noa mai nei te ruto ma te tāmarū ri’i i tōna reo : «’A huti te titi, e topa te tāpe’a !» Huti a’e nei ’o Fāupo’o ’Ura Iti i te titi ’e matara mai nei te ’ōpani. Knock, knock! “Who is there?” Little Red Riding Hood was at first afraid by the Wolf’s big voice, but thought her grandmother just had a cold. She answered, “It is your granddaughter Little Red Riding Hood; I am bringing you some cake and a jar of butter from my mom”. The Wolf called her, softening his voice, “Pull the peg, and the latch will fall!” Little Red Riding Hood pulled the peg and the door opened.
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