David and The Great Detective.
David and The Great Detective.
David and The Great Detective.
not too bad: not very good and not very bad. litter: rubbish in a street.
shade: not in the sun. takeaways: food cooked in a restaurant and eaten
ring road: big road around a town. in another place.
housing estates: area with lots of houses. rattling: making noise.
business parks: areas with lots of factories. pale: white.
heading out: going towards. shape: form.
jogging: running. huge: very big.
David Delgado is confused.
Who is calling his name?
‘David! It’s late!’
It’s a woman’s voice.
It’s a voice he knows.
David opens his eyes.
His mother is standing at the door of his bedroom.
‘Do you know what time it is?’ she asks.
‘Erm …’ says David.
‘It’s eight o’ clock! You’re late for school! Now hurry up!’
His mother goes back to the kitchen. David doesn’t want to leave David Delgado in a dangerous situation,
but he has no choice. So, he gets up. There are books and comics all around his room. David loves reading,
but he loves writing, too. He writes stories about a lot of different characters. And his favourite character is
David Delgado, the Great Detective.
David lives alone with his mother. He hasn’t got a father. He hasn’t got any brothers or sisters. And he
hasn’t got a pet. He likes cats, but his mother says he can’t have one. She says they can’t have a cat because
they haven’t got a garden. David thinks his mother simply doesn’t want a cat. A boy in his class lives in a
flat and he has a cat. And David knows that pirates have cats, and they haven’t got gardens! But in a way he
doesn’t mind. He doesn’t feel lonely. His head is full of explorers, gangsters, astronauts, cowboys, Native
Americans and secret agents.
‘Eat your breakfast quickly, love,’ says his mum.
She is making his lunch. She works at the hospital, and she is wearing her nurse’s uniform. She starts work
in half an hour, and she is in a hurry.
‘OK,’ David replies, starting to eat his cereal. His mother looks quite serious. He knows she worries about
him a lot. ‘Sorry I’m late, Mum.’
‘That’s all right,’ she says, and smiles.
‘Now don’t forget your sandwiches,’ she says.
‘Don’t worry.’
But ten minutes later, when David runs out of the front door to catch the bus, his lunch is still on the table.
And then, David misses the bus.
He waits another fifteen minutes for the next one.
When it arrives, he gets on, and goes up the stairs to sit on the top floor. He sees that he is the only person
on the bus wearing a blue sweatshirt and grey trousers – the uniform of Westbourne High School. He’s very
late.
David likes looking out of the window at the cars, the people, the shops, and houses. He soon sees two
boys.
They aren’t wearing school uniforms. A boy with red hair is riding a bicycle, the other one is running
beside him. They are laughing.
‘That’s odd,’ thinks David. ‘They aren’t going towards a school.
Maybe they have a day off … Lucky them!’
But David soon forgets them …
The snow is falling on the streets and buildings of New York.
It is falling on a long white limo.
It is falling on David Delgado, the Great Detective.
It is falling on Mickey Malone, the King of Crime.
And it is falling on the object Mickey is holding in his hand.
He moves it into the light of the streetlamp.
It’s a gun!
David Delgado doesn’t change his expression.
And then he starts thinking of a cold New York night, a white limo, Mickey Malone, the King of Crime,
and David Delgado . . .
. . . the Great Detective!
David Delgado doesn’t move. He doesn’t say a word. He is watching Mickey Malone. And Mickey Malone
is pointing a gun at him. ‘You know, it isn’t easy being a gangster,’ says Mickey. ‘I have a lot of problems.
There’s the police. There are the judges. And there are people like Harry. But that’s OK. You see, I’m
clever and they’re stupid. But I have another problem. And that problem’s you, Delgado. You always
follow me. You always try to stop me. And I don’t like that. In fact, I hate it. But tonight, my problem is
over. Goodbye, Delgado.’
But David Delgado takes a stone from his pocket and throws it.
He hits the streetlamp – the street goes black – then Mickey fires his gun. The bullet hits a wall. David
Delgado isn’t there!
‘Where are you, Delgado?’ shouts Mickey. ‘Come back!’
But David is running away down the street.
‘Hey, boys!’ shouts Mickey again. And three big men in dark suits get out of the white limo.
‘Get that man!’ says Mickey.
‘Yes, boss!’ the three big men say together.
And then the three gangsters start running … running after the Great Detective!
After the hundred sentences and another conversation with Mr Johnson, David decides to walk home. It’s a
sunny afternoon and he’s happy to be out of school at last. He goes into a charity shop and looks at the
books. He finds some detective stories he really likes – but he hasn’t got enough money. ‘Maybe
tomorrow,’ he thinks.
So, he goes back outside into the sun. The sky is a brilliant blue.
He walks down the road and turns a corner… and sees Jack.
Jack is standing in the road, looking in the other direction.
David doesn’t want to talk to Jack. He doesn’t want to hear ‘Dave the Dreamer’ again. He is thinking of
walking away … when Jack turns, and sees him.
David can’t walk away. Jack is looking at him. His face is quite red.
Is he angry? David feels nervous. Jack can be quite rough. Does he want to fight? Then David sees that
Jack isn’t angry with him.
He isn’t thinking about lunchtime or the lesson at school. Jack is upset.
‘What’s wrong?’ David asks.
‘It’s my bike,’ says Jack. ‘It’s missing.’
He points at the front of a council house.
‘I always leave it there.’
David looks at the front of the house. No bike.
‘Do you usually lock it?’ asks David.
‘Of course I do!’ says Jack.
David hates losing things and he understands how Jack feels.
‘Maybe I can help,’ he says.
David looks in the front garden.
He finds a metal chain under a bush.
‘Look at this,’ he says.
Then he sees another metal object in the long grass.
judges: people, in a law court, who decide what charity shop: shop where the profits are used to
happens to criminals. help others.
rough: not gentle
‘And here’s the lock. You know what this means,’ says David.
Jack nods.
‘Bicycle thieves!’
And then David remembers his bus journey to school that morning, and the two boys – one on a bike, the
other running beside him.
David tells Jack about them, and then he starts thinking.
‘I’ve got an idea,’ David says.
‘What’s that?’
‘Let’s look for those boys … and find your bike!’
hopeless: (here) impossible.
Hang on: wait