Ping and the Missing Ring: A Bloomsbury Reader: Dark Red Book Band
By Emma Shevah and Izzy Evans
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An exciting contemporary mystery set in a Thai family in London, by Emma Shevah, author of Dream On, Amber.
When Ping visits her Aunty Lek and her cousins Tong and Taptim it usually isn't long before they're on an adventure. Aunty Lek's precious ring is missing, and she's sure it's been stolen.
Will Ping, Tong and Taptim be able to solve the case of the missing ring? This contemporary story features black-and-white illustrations by Izzy Evans.
The Bloomsbury Readers series is packed with book-banded stories to get children reading independently in Key Stage 2 by award-winning authors like double Carnegie Medal winner Geraldine McCaughrean and Waterstones Prize winner Patrice Lawrence. With engaging illustrations and online guided reading notes written by the Centre for Literacy in Primary Education (CLPE), this series is ideal for home and school. For more information visit www.bloomsburyreaders.com.
'Any list that brings together such a quality line up of authors is going to be welcomed … Bloomsbury Readers are aimed squarely at children in Key Stage 2 and designed to support them as they start reading independently and while they continue to gain confidence and understanding.' Books for Keeps
Emma Shevah
Emma Shevah is half-Irish and half-Thai and was born and raised in London but now lives in Brighton, England. She runs the literary club at New York University in London and teaches English at Francis Holland School. Her novel Dream On, Amber received a 2017 Odyssey Honor Award for best audiobook produced for children and/or young adults. Visit Emma at emmashevah.com.
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Ping and the Missing Ring - Emma Shevah
CHAPTER ONE
HALF TERM
Finally, the day had arrived. As Ping packed her suitcase, she was so excited she could barely speak. If she did, the words might burst from her mouth in a blast of heat, noise and energy, and that would not do at all. Not in Ping’s family. You see, Ping and her family were Thai, and the custom for Thai people is to be calm, composed and polite. Typically, Thai people do not appreciate words bursting in blasts from people’s mouths – even eager, excited words. Certainly not cross, cantankerous ones – that was not acceptable in the least. Whenever Ping spoke too quickly or too loudly, or when her tone turned as dark as a country road at night, her parents would frown a little and murmur, Shh, shh, Ping. Please be calm, OK?
Ping tried – she really did – but being calm was difficult. She seemed to have springs in her shoes, bubbles in her body, and roars and giggles and yells trying to leap free from her lungs to the tips of the trees. When she felt the bubbles rise and the giggles gather, she would firmly clamp a lid on top, but all too often it would rip off when she least expected it and whatever was inside her would explode outwards noisily. Now she was excited about the visit, it was almost impossible to keep the lid on.
How are you getting on?
Ping’s mother asked, drifting to Ping’s bedroom door, her dark hair secured in a neat bun at the nape of her neck. Ping’s mother, Chabah, seemed to glide rather than walk, as if she were a weightless cloud wafting over a warm current of air. She had once been a classical Thai dancer, and now she taught dance to students near their home. She moved elegantly and gracefully, as if she were always performing a slow, flowing dance to a mesmerised audience, but it was simply the dance of her life: the dance of slotting bills in her business folders, the dance of folding the laundry, the dance of paying for parcels at the Post Office. Ping liked how she moved her hands most of all. Even the way her mother washed an apple was poetic, gentle and unhurried, as though she were bathing, with the tenderest love and care, the head of a newborn baby.
Ping was getting on fine, in fact, so she nodded to keep the lid on. Her mother had already placed her clothes in a pile on the chair – all Ping needed to do was pack them. But then she just had to speak. You were the last one to use the case!
she cried, almost erupting with delight at her genius detective work. She’d found a lone long black hair lying across the shell of the empty suitcase, and a single white trainer sock, unworn, in the zip pocket. In truth, it hadn’t been difficult to work out – her mother had returned from a trip a few days ago and Ping had known she’d taken that particular suitcase because she’d seen it in the back of the car – but that didn’t bother Ping. She was perfecting her powers of perception and honing her noticing skills, and she was definitely, definitely getting better.
Well, sort of. She hadn’t noticed her father had moved the elephant painting from the hall to his study until her mother had asked him where it was, and she hadn’t noticed her mother’s haircut until Yai, her grandmother, had said it looked nice. But no one could expect Ping to be an expert: she’d only just started. And anyway, even genius detectives missed some clues. Didn’t they?
Course they did. Missing the odd clue didn’t matter.
Ping held out the trainer sock and