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     Tick tock, Tick tock, I stared at the clock 

waiting for it to strike twelve O' clock, recess 

time.   The bell rang and everybody jumped 

out of their seats. I thought to myself, Mrs. 

Honey is mean for keeping us cooped up in a 

classroom for this long. I called out to my best 

friend Thomas and he came running over to 

me with a big smile on his face saying, “Hey 

Rachel, what’s cooking?”I laughed and started 

to walk out of the classroom to the gym to 

play some volleyball.   I laughed and started to 

walk out of the classroom to go to the gym.

As I was leaving I noticed Jacob hanging 

hanging around at the back of the line, which 

was weird because he is always the first 

person in the gym to get the ‘good ball.’  

However, hearing the noise of the ball in the 

gym made me forget about him.

      While we were playing in the gym I 

noticed Mrs. Honey’s voice was absent, there 

was no nice voice telling us to “play nicely 

kids!”   I thought this was very peculiar and 

said something to Thomas about it and his 

eyes lit up and said, 

“Maybe she is setting up for a party in the 

classroom for lunch!” I said yea maybe in an 

uneasy tone.   Five minutes later the bell rang 

signaling that it was lunch time.   Mrs. Honey 

walked us up to our classroom and everybody 

stopped and stared into the room.   Thomas 

who was at the back of the line got excited and 

said “Is there a cake? How big is it!”   There was 

a surprise all right but it wasn’t the one 

Thomas was expecting.

     As everybody filed into the classroom we 

saw a bunch of lunches scattered all over the 

floor.   As people started to pick up their lunch 

Mary called out “Hey somebody ate my 

carrots!” 

Then John exclaimed “Somebody ate my celery 

too!” 

    There were many exclamations like that as 

Mrs. Honey tried to calm the class down. “Kids, 

Kids, Kids, it’s ok we can all share, we can all 

survive one day with a bit less lunch.  

However, on another note I need collect a 

dollar from each of you because Billy’s cage 

broke.” 

Even though somebody ate some of my lunch 

too I didn’t care.   All I cared about was finding 

who did this.   I went up to Mrs. Honey and 

asked if I could I try to find out who the lunch 

thief was as part of my science project. 

She agreed with a weird look on her face; and I 

thought to myself humph! could she be my first 

culprit? 

    I called over Thomas to be my sidekick and he 

agreed saying “yes” in an excited voice.   So 

Thomas do you have any ideas of who it could 

be?   He replied, “Well I didn’t see Jacob at recess 

today and he is always there."   I looked over at 

him and noticed that he was kind of heavy and 

that his lunch hadn’t been touched.   I told 

Thomas good job and a huge grin spread across 

his face.  

I went to the back table so I could interview 

Jacob.   I sat there with Thomas on my left side 

and called Jacob over.   He came waddling over 

eating his lunch.   I started of by asking him 

how he was doing; and all he responded was 

“What do you want punk!”   Ok we will get right 

to it then, I responded.   Jacob we saw you 

hanging around after class and you weren’t at 

recess.   This would give you just enough time 

to eat people’s lunches and go down to the 

gym undetected.

“Hey listen don’t worry about it, what I was 

doing is none of your business” Jacob said. 

Jacob, Mrs. Honey said you have to cooperate 

this is my science project.   “It was a personal 

issue why I wasn’t in the gym and no matter 

how many times you ask,   my answer isn’t 

going to change.”   Jacob walked away and 

there was nothing more we could do.  

What do you think Thomas? I think he said his 

story pretty confidently so it seemed true, but 

you can never trust Jacob!”   Yea I think I 

agree with you Thomas.   So who else do you 

think could have done it? “I'm not sure” 

Thomas said.   I looked up and my eyes fell on 

Mrs. Honey.   Come on Thomas I think I have 

an idea.

     I went up to Mrs. Honey and she asked 

“how’s it going; did we find our lunch stealer?”  

Not yet, I replied but I would like to ask you 

some questions.   “Ok” she responded.  

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