Bücher von Nadine Jackson-Croker

James Newham sat gratefully down on a fallen tree trunk that flanked the side of the road where once had stood a dwelling of some sort. He was hot and tired and desperately sad. The Sri Lankan sun beat down upon his back. The warmth easing his aching bones.

Two years after the visit to the fire station, Craig had had a great day at school. He had come top in his tables test.. He had scored goal in their games lesson, and then his class teacher had given him a house point for picking up some litter without being told to, and putting it in the bin. He had gone happily to bed that night, feeling very pleased with himself. What woke him up, Craig could never work out; but something had. He sat up in bed and listened. Something wasn't right. He pushed back the bedclothes and sliding out of bed, walked over to the door and opened it. That was when he smelled it - smoke.

The end of the school year had come at last. The teachers, breathing a grateful sigh of thanks, had almost completed the tidying up, and were getting ready to the leave, having already dismissed their charges into the care of their loving parents. Only one child remained. A small sturdy little chap, with deep brown eyes, and sandy coloured hair stood, feet apart, head back as he regarded the tall man in front of him.

It is a well known fact that all of us have five senses. But you knew that. It is also well known that when a person loses one of their five senses, the other four senses become more pronounced. For example, a person who has lost their sight will have a more sensitive sense of touch, a stronger sense of smell, and a greater sense of taste or hearing. That is a very important fact that you need to remember as I tell you about my little friend Sarah Bennington, and her adventure.

The air hostess waited until all but one of the passengers had alighted from the Singapore flight to Heathrow. She looked down at the sad child sitting so quietly and patiently, waiting to know what was to happen next. The hostess sighed, and, bent gently toward the child, taking her hand, she helped her out of her seat and into a warm coat, despite the sunny late September weather outside.