| It
all started when we decided to form a club. We called it the Tuesday
Night Club. Joyce Lempriere, Raymond West, Sir Henry Clithering,
Dr. Pender, and Mr. Petherick joined. But they had skipped over one
person. Me Ms. Jane Marple. I kindly told them that they had
forgotten me. They let me in, but I knew what they were thinking.
They were thinking poor old lady, she’s never been out of St. Mary Mead!
And it’s true, I haven’t.
Well, tale after tale
was told and I solved them all. And when I told my story nobody could
find a solution. I don’t mean to give you the impression that I am
any smarter than them. In fact, living in St. Mary Mead has given
me a chance to “observe human nature under a microscope”! I then
compare their mysteries to things that have occurred in town. By
doing so I am able to produce a solution.
Later on, two more people
joined the club. They were Ms, Bantry and Jane Helier. They
tell two very interesting stories. Everything seems to be going fine
until I get word that a lady has drowned herself in the river. But,
I think differently. I knew that she was murdered. I also knew
who she was murdered by. The problem was, that I just knew.
I had a feeling, no hard evidence, so I didn’t go to the police.
I decide to go to Sir Henry because he is a detective. Will Sir Henry
be able to find the hard evidence we need?
(Lisa N., 8th grade student,
Rundlett Middle School) |
