As part of my study of the Greek language, my mother-in-law is having me read and memorize the famous Little Red Riding Hood in Greek. When we started going over it the other day, my mother-in-law exclaimed "you know, I don't know what kind of fairy tale this is. It is horrible. What kind of mother would send her small child out in the woods with a wolf? I loved the story as a child, but as I grew, I started to realize how terrible it is."
I had to laugh, and she did too. I, of course, had never thought about it that way. But it is rather questionable now, isn't it?