14 Oct

  • By kristianstill

The Case of the Stolen Goods


Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson!

By Regan Wickland, Year 6.

The night was dark. It was 11pm, October the 23rd of 1998. The caretaker was just clearing up at Focus School Hindhead Campus. On the dot of 11:01 he left, driving off in his battered old Volvo. Little does he know that the crime of the century is about to be committed…

As the bell in the bell tower struck 12, a noiseless engine purred slowly up the drive, windows blacked out. Two men climbed out and tried the front door, and as it was locked, they walked round to the back. A shot rang out and the lock, smashed in half, easily let the door open. The men crept in. First stop: the IT room. All the computers were hidden carefully in sacks and taken to the car. Next stop: the Year 6 classroom. The teacher, Mrs Birchwood, would have been horrified if she had seen her brand-new computer, complete with next day’s lesson, also disappear into a sack. Only two more classrooms were visited before one of the men accidently walked through a laser tripwire. The school erupted into wailing alarms. The men left hastily, leaving the alarms blaring out into the early morning…

When the caretaker faced this widespread destruction, the first thing he did was to call 211B Baker Street asking for Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson. At 4:30 am they were looking for fingerprints. None were to be found- the men had worn gloves.

‘This is a real puzzler of a case, Holmes,’ said Watson.

‘Yes,’ agreed Holmes. ‘But… what’s that?

‘That’ was an old boot, plastered in mud, half concealed behind Mrs Birchwood’s rug.

‘That’s the clue we need!’ shouted Watson triumphantly.

Half a week later, the boot was sent to Scotland Yard for a soil test. A week later, the boot came back to Baker Street with a note on it saying that the soil was that type commonly found in Greyshott, a village close to Hindhead. Holmes and a few trustworthy policemen went on the case.

‘It should be somewhere around here,’ muttered Holmes as he stood looking around the Greyshott village square. Suddenly, one of the policemen with him exclaimed, ‘Sir! Where is mud commonly found? On the banks of a pond! Suddenly, light dawned.

‘Of course!’ shouted Holmes. The group of detectives ran down to the pond, one of the prides of the village. Flowers grew along the edge. As one of the men stopped to admire them, he heard a faint click and vanished from view…

Holmes ran to the spot and tripped down some old, stony steps below a metal trapdoor. Soon, he was in a passage full of all the stolen goods and much more! There were thousands of pounds hidden there!

‘We must tell the others!’ beamed Holmes. But as they walked up the steps a voice said:

‘Well, Well, Well! Look what we have here! Someone’s discovered our secret stash! Nosey Parkers don’t do any good, you know!

As the leader of the gang who was watching them stepped forward to grab them, Holmes walked back a bit. The ugly, slimy-looking man darted forward to get him. Holmes quickly stepped to the side. The evil thief had plunged too far… he splashed straight into the shining pond.

‘Help! I can’t swim!’ he screamed. The remaining members of the gang dived in to help and, of course, there was nothing easier than to arrest them when they individually climbed out. All the stolen goods were returned. Holmes was given a large reward…


The last point I wanted to share with you, and Mr Still, is the wonderful actions of our students at break time. Let me share the message I shared with our Headteacher.

I have witnessed the Year 6 class being fantastic role models for our lower school. I am very impressed how well they uphold the school values at our shared break times. Mrs. Unwin

That is good to hear – we must find a way to share this news with our parents. I am sure they would be very proud. Mr Still

So here it is – for all to read.