Adventure at Cambury Park




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Adventure at Cambury Park 
“Come on,” shouted Sal as she ran towards the river. Laughing loudly, Jazzy 
followed. The two girls stopped by an old houseboat and began to feed the ducks. 
“Hey, look at that!” exclaimed Jazzy, pointing at something bobbing in the dark 
water. It was a strange looking package, covered in yellow plastic. Jazzy tugged the 
plastic loose. What was inside? To their amazement, gold coins spilled out onto the 
towpath.
 New story 
At that moment, a scruffy man appeared on the deck of the houseboat. As soon as he 
saw them, the man whistled. A terrier appeared and barked at the girls. The man’s 
eyes were dark and cruel. ‘Hey!” he called. Without hesitating, both girls ran back 
across the park, past the boatshed and towards the old warehouses.
Suddenly there was a shout. ‘Here boy!’ whistled the man from outside. They heard 
the dog whining quite close to them but a moment later it turned and ran outside. As 
soon as it had gone, the girls dashed to the door. In the distance, they could see the 
man and his dog running in the opposite direction.
Ten minutes later, the girls were back home. At first, Mrs Jenkins didn’t believe 
them… But she soon did when Sal showed her the bag of golden coins. When the 
police arrived, the girls handed over the treasure. It turned out that the gold had been 
stolen only the day before from the local antique shop. Mr Carter, who owned the 
shop, visited them at school and gave both girls a reward.
Kidnapped! 
Somebody was coming up the stairs! We ducked down behind an old crate and 
waited. I could feel my heart thumping like crazy and my throat felt tight and dry 
with the dust… and with fear. What if we were caught? The strange girl glanced at 
me in the semi-gloom and grinned. I thought she was trying to be reassuring. 
The door opened and we could hear someone coming in. There was a pause and 
then a torch flickered on. Its beam pierced the darkness, seeking us out, nosing into 
all the dark corners. I held my breath and tried to make myself as small as possible. 
After a few moments, the light switched off. Whoever it was stood quite still. We 
could hear breathing. Then the door shut and the footsteps went back down the 
stairs. I let out a sigh of relief. 


As we clambered out of the window and slithered down the wet roof, I was trying 
to remember how I had got into such a mess. It had only been half an hour ago 
when mum had sent me down to the chippie with a tenner and strict orders for no 
vinegar on her chips. When I reached the McDonald’s roundabout, I couldn’t 
help looking at the old house. It was ready for demolition, which was a shame 
because we had used the windows as target practice! It was then that I’d seen it. 
A light at the window. Then a face, mouthing something. I stood there staring. It 
was a girl mouthing a word. And the word was HELP. 
That’s how it happened. I’d found a way in round the back through a broken 
window. Half a minute later and I’d found her, trapped prisoner in an upstairs 
room. She’d only just finished telling me that she was the American ambassador’s 
daughter Cindy Breakwell and about the ransom money when they had returned to 
move her to a safe house. 
So there we were, balancing on the wall as if we were walking the plank. Five 
minutes later and we were back at Mum’s. “So, where’s the fish and chips?” she 
asked, eyeing Cindy suspiciously. 
 
Half an hour later, Cindy’s Dad arrived in an embassy car. That was the talk of 
St.Petroc's estate for weeks. And that night it wasn’t just fish and chips. He took us 
all out for a big meal. And the next day there I was. In the papers. A hero. 
 
Critical Thinking Skills: Reading encourages children to think critically about text content, 
including analyzing character motivations, predicting plot twists, and evaluating the effectiveness of an 
author's writing techniques. These critical thinking skills can then be applied to writing their own stories. 
Gaining Empathy and Perspective: Reading different stories with different characters and points of 
view helps children develop empathy and understand different points of view. This can improve their 
ability to create well-rounded characters in their stories and write from different perspectives. 

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