5.- REFLEXIÓN TEORÍCA
6.3.- RELATOS EN PRIMERA PERSONA DE LA EXPERIENCIA DE CAMPO
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I liny < virch for another half hour in roads, alleys,
a David walks up to the old factory. The building is dark and empty and all its windows are broken. There is a rusty wire fence around the grounds.
This is a good place for a gang to hang out*,' David thinks. He decides to investigate.
David lifts up a bit of the wire fence and goes under it. Then he stands up straight and listens. After about a minute he hears a noise. It is coming from the other side of the factory. It sounds like a boy's voice.
He walks quietly towards the noise, and then he hears a boy say: 'Let me ride it next.'
David and the Great Detective
David runs quickly along one side of the factory. He looks around I he corner - and sees a group of four boys. A tall boy with red hair is riding a bike. David remembers him from the morning.
A small boy is looking at him. He is unhappy.
'Come on, it's my turn to ride the bike now,' the small boy says.
'Shut up, Bobby. You can wait,' the red-haired boy replies.
The two other boys laugh. One of them says, 'You can have a ride
tomorrow!’
boys have got cans of paint and they are spraying the bikes
blue.
It's the other boy from that morning.
There are six bikes next to the wall. The two
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David calls Jack on his mobile. He whispers* into his phone. 'Hey, Jack. I'm at the old factory.'
'W hat are you doing there?'
'Well, I’m looking at the bicycle thieves' David says.
'Really?' says Jack. 'That's brilliant! But how do you know they're the thieves?'
David tells Jack about the boy with the red hair. And then he says, 'There are other boys here. They've got seven bikes'
'Seven! That's terrible.'
Then Jack asks, ‘How many kids are in the gang?' 'Four.'
‘How old are they?'
'About thirteen or fourteen. I'm not sure.' 'Do you know them?'
'No,' whispers David. ‘They aren't from our school.'
David and the Great Detective
'Wh;it are they doing?' asks Jack.
Ihcy're spraying the bikes a different colour.'
I bet they're spraying my bike, too!’ Jack says angrily. ‘Can you
m t a black bike with a green and orange seat?’
David looks - it isn't one of the bicycles against the wall, but it is Hie bike the red-haired boy is riding.
’Yes, Jack, it's here,’ says David. 'And it's still the same colour.' 'We have to act fast,' says Jack. He starts walking towards the factory, bill then he stops. He thinks for a moment and asks:
‘What do we do now, David?'
We ean't do this on our own. There are too many of them,' says D.ivid. 'Can you ring Liam and the others?'
'()l course!’ says Jack. 'That's a great idea. OK, now listen. You stay I here. Give me five minutes. Then we can - '
But David doesn't wait for Jack to finish his sentence. ‘Jack, I’ve got to go,' he says, and he turns off his mobile. The boy with red hair is cycling towards him! David runs quickly tow ards a huge old engine. He hides behind it, then watches the red-haired boy come round the corner and cycle past. He doesn't see David!
First Jack calls Liam. But it's bad news. Tm sorry, Jack. I can't come out.' 'W hy not?' asks Jack.
Tm doing my homework.' Then Jack calls Tareq.
'It's no good, Jack. I have to stay at home.' 'But why?' asks Jack.
Tm babysitting my kid brother*.'
Finally Jack calls Kyle. It's the same story.
'I can't help, Jack. I'm making a pizza for my mum and dad.'
'You're making a pizza for your mum and dad? Cooking's a girl's thing. You're in my gang!'Jack
says.
Tm sorry, Jack.'
Jack turns off his phone. Fie can't believe it. His gang are useless.
David and the Great Detective
I )avid is hiding behind the old engine when a boy shouts, 'Hey!' I t.ivid puts his mobile in his pocket and turns around. The icd haired boy is sitting on his bike, looking at him.
Who are you?' the red-haired boy asks. I)avid doesn't answer.
'W hat are you doing here?'
David doesn't know what to say. He thinks of IIh-Great Detective. He always gets into trouble*
m David's stories - but he always escapes. And he always wins. But David can't irmember what the Great Detective docs in situations like these.
In (act, he hasn't got time to Hunk at all.
I Icy, guys! Come here!’ I he- red-haired boy shouts. I )avid is in big trouble.
f t
But he runs into Bobby. They both fall over and David hits the ground with a crash. Bobby starts crying. David wants to cry, too, because his arm really hurts*. But he doesn't. He hasn't got time for crying. He's lying on the ground and thinking fast.The red-haired boy gets off the bike and walks over to David. 'Get up,' he says.
David doesn't move. He's thinking, but there's nothing he can do. 'Get up!'
David looks up. All the boys are standing over him.
So David stands up slowly and looks at the red-haired boy.
'W hat do you w ant?’ the red-haired boy asks. 'I want that bike,' says David.
'And why do you want my bike?' the boy asks. 'It isn't your bike,' David replies. 'It's Jack's
David and the Great Detective
I le goes to my school.' ’And where's Jack now?'
I don’t know,' says David.
'What's your name?' the red-haired boy asks. 'David!
'Well, David, I hate stupid kids like you!
'What do we do with him?' one of the boys asks.
I el's finish spraying the bikes first. Then we can decide! I hey walk back to the bikes.
'OK, stand over there! the red-haired boy says.
So David stands next to the bikes. It’s a bad situation. But he has (jol an idea.
Ten minutes later, Jack is walking along a road of terraced houses towards the old factory when he gets a text message. It's from David.