The Great Cake Mystery: Precious Ramotswe's Very First Case (Precious Ramotswe Mysteries for Young Readers)
Alexander McCall Smith
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THE NO. 1 LADIES’ DETECTIVE AGENCY - Young Readers
Fans around the world adore the bestselling No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency series, the basis of the HBO TV show, and its proprietor Precious Ramotswe, Botswana’s premier lady detective. In this charming series, Mma Ramotswe navigates her cases and her personal life with wisdom, and good humor—not to mention help from her loyal assistant, Grace Makutsi, and the occasional cup of tea.
Have you ever said to yourself, Wouldn’t it be nice to be a detective?
This is the story of an African girl who says just that. Her name is Precious.
When a piece of cake goes missing from her classroom, a traditionally built young boy is tagged as the culprit. Precious, however, is not convinced. She sets out to find the real thief. Along the way she learns that your first guess isn’t always right. She also learns how to be a detective.
Rule Number One. So, a thief … and a thief at school too! The first person to notice what was going on was Tapiwa (TAP-EE-WAH) a girl in the same class as Precious. “Do you know what?” she whispered to Precious as they walked home after school one afternoon. “No,” said Precious. “What?” “There must be a thief at school,” Tapiwa said, looking over her shoulder in case anybody heard what she had to say. “I brought a piece of cake to school with me this morning. I left it in my bag in the
not like the thought of that. It was no surprise that many of the children liked to make lunch a little bit more interesting by bringing their own food. Some brought a bit of fruit, or a sugar doughnut, or perhaps a cookie. Then, after lunch, when they all had a bit of free time before going back into the classroom, they would eat these special treats. Sepo had brought his piece of bread and jam in a brown paper bag. While Big Mrs. Molipi served lunch, he had left the bag in the classroom,
didn’t take it.” Precious walked into the classroom and stared at the spot being pointed out by Sepo. There was certainly nothing there. “I’ll ask people if they saw anything,” she said, thinking that she may have found her first case. “In the meantime, you can have half of my biscuit. I hope that will make you feel better.” It did. Sepo was still upset, but not quite as upset as he had been when he made the discovery. “What do you think happened?” “I don’t know, it’s mysterious,” she said
Sepo said. “And Big Mrs. Molipi told me that somebody has stolen three iced buns from her kitchen! She told me that this morning. Poloko’s probably eaten them already!” Precious listened in silence. She thought that this was a very unfair thing to say and she was about to tell Sepo so when the teacher gave them a stern look. So Precious just said, “Shh!” instead and left it at that. But later, when the children were let out to play while the teachers drank their tea, Sepo and Tapiwa came up to
from the center and mixed it up with the glue. It made a wonderfully sticky mess—just the thing she was looking for. She then put this sticky mixture back in the hole in the cake and covered the whole thing with icing. For good measure, she stuck a few red and yellow jelly sweets on the top. Nobody will be able to resist such a cake, she thought. Certainly no monkey could. “That’s a nice cake you’ve cooked,” her father said over breakfast. “Is that for your teacher?” Precious smiled. “No,