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The Pancake Thief

Written by: Lucas HendersonI’d decided that I wanted to let some friends know I was planning on being a detectivejust in case they had any mysteries that required solving. I wanted to spread the word to findout if I could get more experience within our neighborhood. I started to think that there weremany mysteries all around us every day. I just needed to know where to look to let peopleknow that I was looking for business. I had just finished explaining this to my best friend, Kim,when she said to me, “Well, my grandma says that we have a pancake thief in our house!Could you find out if it’s really thieves who keep taking her pancakes?”I started to laugh, but then I realized that Kim was serious. We were sitting in mybedroom, and I’d just shown her the evidence that I’d collected from the squirrelinvestigation. I’d decided that I would keep notes on each case, as well as any evidencegathered, in case I need to refer back to it again. Sherlock Holmes says that along with thepowers of observation and deduction, a wealth of knowledge of criminal cases is essential forsuccessful investigative work. “Why haven’t you ever mentioned this before?” I asked Kim.”Well, I’m actually embarrassed about it,” Kim replied. “At first, it seemed like a joke, but itkeeps happening, and she keeps telling people that it’s the Pancake Thief! We can’t figure outwhat is going on and why her pancakes keep disappearing. Will you help, Hannah?” sheasked. “Of course I will,” I replied. “Let’s go over there right now and chat with yourgrandma.”Kim and I left my house and walked the short distance to Kim’s grandma’s house. Hergrandma was really pleased to see us and offered us some cookies and milk. “Kim calls meGrandma, but my name is Olivia, so why don’t you call me that, Hannah?” she said to me. Weall sat down together at the kitchen table, and then Kim said, “Grandma, Hannah is workingon becoming a detective. She is really good at solving mysteries.” Then she told her aboutwhat had happened with the squirrel. “Why, that is impressive, Hannah! I’m sure that withmore experience, you’ll become a world-renowned investigator!” She then asked, “Has Kimtold you about our thief?” Kim rolled her eyes, but her grandmother continued. “I know yousay you don’t believe it, Kim, but what else could it be? Every time I make pancakes, ithappens. The pancakes disappear! Not all of them, but enough!” Name: _________________________________________ Date: ____________________”Would you please tell me what happens, Olivia?” I inquired. So, Kim’s grandmaexplained that every time she made pancakes, she’d place them on a plate as they were ready.If Kim or any of her cousins were there, they’d eat them while they were hot, but if not, thenOlivia would keep them until one of her grandchildren did come around. “But no matter howmany I make, some of them go missing! It’s that Pancake Thief!” When she said this, I noticedthere was a glimmer in her eye. However, Kim was too busy shaking her head at the mentionof a thief. Just then, Kim’s grandpa came in from the garden. After he’d said hello to Kim andwas introduced to me, Kim’s grandma said, Im just telling Hannah about our thief – thePancake Thief!” At this, Kim’s grandpa looked away and just said, “Okay. Well, I’m going to goback outside.” It seemed a bit strange to me. He was excited to see Kim, but at the mention ofthe thief, his manner changed, and he left the kitchen. An idea was beginning to form in myhead.When Kim went to go see her grandpa outside a few minutes later, I said to Olivia,”Might I ask you a question?” She nodded. “Do you really think there is a thief in your house?”I asked. She smiled and said, “Tell me what you think, Hannah.” I replied, “I think that youknow that there isn’t a thief, but for some reason, you like telling people all about the PancakeThief.”There was a pause, and then Olivia said, “Well, you are a quick one, Hannah. I do thinkyou will indeed make a great detective. In fact, you may be one already. The truth is, Kim’sgrandpa and I had a silly argument a while ago, and it was over nothing. Just foolishness.However, I was making pancakes at the time, and Grandpa got so annoyed at me that he said,Im never eating one of your pancakes again!” He wants me to think that he isn’t eating thepancakes. But I know he can’t resist them, and whenever he smells them, he sneaks in whenI’m not here and grabs a few. He doesn’t want me to know, so I just pretend that there really isa Pancake Thief.”She smiled at me and said, “But don’t tell Grandpa!” I giggled with delight and relief,knowing that Olivia loved to play games and that there was not an actual thief. My work herewas done, and although in the end there was no thief, I still solved a mystery. 

The Mystery of the Shiny Paper
Written by: Lucas HendersonHannah’s last lesson at school was English. She was looking forward to it as they werereading the Sherlock Holmes story The Adventure of the Speckled Band. They had started it a fewlessons previously and she had found it captivating. On her way home from school, she foundherself musing over the outcome of the tale and Holmes’s ability to solve mysterious crimes.Hannah wanted to be a super-sleuth like Holmes, but there wasn’t much opportunity for elevenyear-old detectives in her town. Nothing much really happened here.Hannah started to think about Holmes’s many skills and character traits. The skills he reliedon most of all were observation and deduction. Sherlock Holmes paid a lot of attention to detailand would often notice things that other people missed. Hannah decided that this was where shewould start on her road to becoming a detective-observing others and attempting to deduceinformation from her observations. She spent the rest of the walk back to her house observingothers and trying to come up with detective-like deductions.A few days later, she was at the supermarket with her mother, still trying to hone herinvestigative skills by observing others, when she thought to herself. “This is hopeless. I don’t haveany chance of solving a mystery!” She felt a bit down on the way home and her mom asked hertwice if she was feeling okay. ‘Tm okay. Mom,” was all she said.When they got home, Hannah helped her mother put away the groceries before going to herroom on the first floor of their house. As she walked up the stairs, she noticed that there were tiny.ripped bits of shiny paper on the stairs. “That’s strange,” she thought. She looked behind her, justin case, as she felt slightly anxious, but carried on up the stairs. A small drum that her father hadbought in South Africa was lying on its side at the top of the stairs. Framed family pictures thatnormally sat on a bookshelf at the top of the stairs had all been knocked down. There was more ofthe ripped, shiny paper, too. She could now make out what this was. Last holiday. her grandmotherhad brought chocolates and they all had a Christmas theme – a chocolate Santa, a Christmas tree,a wreath. Hannah had been keeping her chocolates in her room, away from her pesky youngerbrother. Could he have been at her chocolates? But he was out at soccer training with their father.That didn’t make sense. Had someone been in their house? She gulped at this possibility. “Whatwould Sherlock Holmes do?” she thought to herself. He wouldn’t just guess-he would observe theevidence and make a deduction. She looked around at the top of the stairs. That is when she saw asmall clump of dark fur on the floor. At the same time, she heard a rustling noise in her room.Hannah approached her doorway on tiptoes. She peaked into her room.Sitting on her bed, eating a Christmas chocolate, was a squirrel. Hannah watched it for aminute before the squirrel looked up suddenly. The squirrel saw Hannah and jumped onto thewindowsill, looked back briefly, and then dashed out the open window.Hannah smiled and shouted downstairs, “Mom … l’ve just solved my first mystery!” 
Be the Best Detective You Can Be
At school the next day, there was a strange atmosphere when Hannah walked intoclass. “Hmm. This isn’t right,” she thought. As she walked to her desk, she noticed that severalstudents were huddled around Leo’s desk and that he had red rings around his eyes. He looked upat Hannah and said, “Why are people so mean?” Hannah didn’t know what to say and stopped asLeo put his head into his hands. “Are you okay, Leo?” Hannah asked. She knew it was a silly thingto ask; he obviously wasn’t okay at all. One of the other students said, “Someone postedsomething nasty about Leo online last night. He’s just seeing it now.”Hannah felt nauseated. Things like this had happened at her school before, and she knewthat they never ended well. Leo had a very good question. Why are people so mean? That was areal mystery. Someone probably posted something online thinking it to be funny. They didn’t thinkabout how Leo would feel when he found out, and they obviously didn’t think about how it wouldfeel if anyone did that to them.Just then, the principal walked into the class looking stern and angry. “Will and Emily. Myoffice. Now!” he barked. The two students kept their heads down as they gathered their bags andleft the room, desperate not to look at anyone as they left. Hannah realized that they were alreadyembarrassed about what they’d done. Maybe they were already thinking about how upset theirparents would be when they found out from the principal exactly how callous, thoughtless, andmean they’d been.No one saw Will and Emily at school again that day.The next morning, when Hannah got to her classroom, she saw everyone standing outside,gazing at the lockers. As she approached, she noticed that people were smiling and laughing.There were colored sticky notes on each of the lockers. As she got closer, she began to smile – thepositive energy was contagious, and she hadn’t even seen what was on there yet. Each locker had at least two sticky notes on the door. Some sticky notes had silly jokes;some said things like, “What do you call a dinosaur who likes words? A Thesaurus!” Others hadpositive statements, such as, “You are truly wonderful!” Everyone was reading each other’s lockernotes and sharing the jokes. Hannah joined in and was pleased to see Leo laughing along witheveryone else. At one point, someone said, “Mine says I am clever and funny,” and Leo replied, “No,it says … “, and then didn’t finish his sentence. No one else noticed, but Hannah thought this was abit strange. She caught Leo’s eye and smiled at him. He smiled back before turning to someoneelse.Hannah thought about Sherlock Holmes’s words. The art of investigating is in seeing whatothers don’t see. All of her classmates were looking at the lockers when someone said, “Who didthis?” No one owned up, but everyone kept smiling.It took a while before people realized that Will and Emily were now on the outskirts of thegroup, trying to get to their lockers. Both of them were obviously still humiliated by their actions.Hopefully they regretted their actions. Their heads were bowed, and they didn’t try to talk toanyone. Hannah saw them look at the sticky notes on their lockers. On both of them it said, “Be thebest person you can be!” No one else had the same message on his or her locker, apart from Willand Emily. Just then, everyone else moved into the classroom. Just before she went in, Hannahheard Leo say good morning to them both before he went in. Emily and Will looked surprised, notjust at their lockers, but at Leo’s greeting, too.When their teacher arrived, he said, “The lockers look great, but I don’t think this shouldhappen every day. Does anyone want to own up to this? No? Okay, let’s just leave it then.” Hannahcaught Leo’s eye. He looked at her, gently nodded his head toward her, and smiled. Then he put hisfinger to his lips and looked away. Hannah realized that she’d solved her second mystery, but thistime, she didn’t need to share her achievement with others. What Leo had done was very special,and maybe one day, she’d talk to him about it. One day, but not today. 

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