Deeping vs Deeping : A short story for teenagers and adults, Level 5 Book 11

By Moon, Tony, J

Book Id: WPLBN0100002992
Format Type: PDF eBook:
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Reproduction Date: 4/22/2018

Title:	Deeping vs Deeping : A short story for teenagers and adults, Level 5 Book 11
Author:	Moon, Tony, J
Volume:	Volume Level 6 Book 1
Language:	English
Subject:	Fiction, Education
Collections:	Short Stories, Authors Community, Most Popular Books in China, Favorites in India, Education
Historic Publication Date:	2018
Publisher:	Twoshoes Publications

Member Page:	Tony Moon
Citation APA MLA Chicago J Moon, B. T. (2018). Deeping vs Deeping : A short story for teenagers and adults, Level 5 Book 11. Retrieved from http://gutenberg.cc/

Description
This series of reading books is arranged in levels of reading difficulty ranging from 1 to 5. The easiest is level 1, the hardest level 5. All these books are royalty free and can be copied used printed and distributed, acted out in plays etc, etc without any restriction. They are designed to be easily read on a computer and can be printed on standard A4 size paper. There is no bad language or offensive words anywhere in these books.

Summary
Me and Joe get volunteered for another cricket match. It turns out to be the oddest match ever played. To late to cycle home after the post match dinner we are invited to stay the night in the old hall. Only in the middle of the night we find out that are very lives might be in danger.

Excerpt
We decided to bicycle to Upper Deeping as it was not that far and the weather forecast for the day was good. After half an hour of pedalling we had left any sort of main road or sign posts or in fact any visible signs of life. We had been cycling down some rather narrow lanes for what seemed like more miles than we had thought we needed to get there. We began to wonder if we had perhaps missed the village when just over the hedges we saw the small spire of a very and I mean very, small church. We stopped outside the church and indeed the notice board indicated that we were not lost, the sign read, St Biggles, Upper Deeping. We looked around but could not see much. We stood on top of a small stone wall of the near the church gate and looked to see where the rest of the village was, someone seemed to have stolen it. All we could see was two cottages and the roof of large house. "Not much of a village." said Joe. "There must be more to it than this." I said. "A village this small couldn't muster up a couple of umpires let alone a whole cricket team."