A story by Malaika Mutha, Class VIII G
It was a pleasant Sunday morning until I heard my grandmom crying and shouting wildly. I went to her room and asked her what the problem was. She answered in a sad tone that she had lost her dentures.
Oh! I thought, now she would not let me do anything till her dentures were found. Even my plan to meet my friend was ruined. Everybody in the house had to look for it and if anyone tried to make an excuse sneak out, take rest or even gossip, she would start scolding them.
Then an idea struck me. I told grandma that I would be Sherlock Holmes. She agreed.
I asked her, “When did you last use your dentures?”
“Yesterday, at the party”, she replied.
“Do you remember taking it off at night?”
“Yes, I remembere taking them off and putting them in the jar on the table at about 10’O clock.”
So, I thought that we should first investigate the room where the said item was seen last. I carried my magnifying glass with me. While looking around in the room, I was surprised to see a pair of dentures kept in the jar on the table. Could my grandmom have really missed seeing that? Did I really solve the mystery so soon?
I called everyone to come quickly to the scene and pointed out the dentures to them.
“Oh they are not your grandmom’s. They are my dentures,” said grandpa with the half-eaten apple in his hand.
Oh. I was disappointed. Just when I thought that I could ask grandmom for a treat for locating her dentures, my hopes were shattered by grandpa.
But hey, wait a minute!
I remembered something.
I looked at grandpa. He was still eating that apple. How could he, if his dentures were still in the jar?
And that’s how the mystery of the lost dentures was solved. It was grandpa who, by mistake, had taken grandmom’s dentures instead of his own.
I still got my treat! And grandpa had to promise to treat grandmom as a queen!
