Kernowland News
31 October 2007
Kernowland The 'Getting Boys to Read'
Book Series
"Discover what children and teachers have been raving about...
The imaginative tales have been welcomed by schools and,
although their appeal is not gender specific,
headteachers have hailed the books as those
to get boys reading."
Community Times
Read the first two chapters of The Crystal Pool below...

Since the publication of the first Kernowland book in September 2005,
author Jack Trelawny has visited schools all over the UK.

 Picture: Peter Glaser
Since the launch of, Kernowland 1 The Crystal Pool,
in September 2005,
Jack has now visited over 100 schools around the UK
with his Kernowland 'edutainment' talk and slideshow.


This is a lively, hour-long, session,
in which the children are entertained
at the same time as learning how Jack writes his stories.

To book a Jack Trelawny event at your
school,
(anywhere in the UK), contact:
Jane Bennett, Events Manager,
Campion Books, 2 Lea Valley House,
Stoney Bridge Drive, Waltham Abbey, Essex EN9 3LY E: info@campionpublishing.com
T: 01992 714369
M: 07903 942481
All the books in the Kernowland series can be ordered from any
bookseller or obtained on the internet.
The first two chapters of The Crystal Pool are below
and can be printed for class reading.

KERNOWLAND
The Crystal Pool
Jack Trelawny
Campion Books
ONE
Are We Nearly There Yet
‘Are we nearly there
yet?’ moaned Louis, for the twelfth time.
‘Stop asking that,’
scolded Tizzie, ‘you are nearly eight, you know.’
‘Not long now,’ said
Mr Bennett, smiling patiently.
Anastasia
Bennett was called ‘Tizzie’for short. She
was nearly eleven years old; and her brother, Louis – who always had to tell people how to say his name,
‘Lew-eee’ not ‘Lew-iss’, when he first met them – was seven-and-three-quarters.
The Bennett family
were going on holiday in their car.
As they passed over
the long bridge that spanned the River Tamar, there was a sign which had two words on it –
Cornwall and
Kernow.
‘Kernow is the old Cornish language
name for Cornwall,’ explained Mr Bennett. ‘We’ll soon be in the town of Newquay, which was once called Towan
Blystra.’
My Dad knows everything, thought
Tizzie.
‘Yes, and my friend
Todd said there are real gnomes in Cornwall,’ enthused Louis. ‘They live in people’s gardens and come alive at
night. And there are trolls and sea monsters and little people called “piskies” that only children can
see.’
My brother doesn’t
know anything, thought Tizzie. ‘Be a good girl and amuse your brother for a while,’ said Mum, handing her
daughter a booklet. ‘Here, show him all about The Eden Project. We’re going there tomorrow
morning.’
‘Look at these two
huge white domes, Louis,’ said Tizzie, pointing at the front page of the booklet.
Louis looked, as
Tizzie continued.
‘They’re so big that
one has a jungle in it, and the other has a desert.’
Louis was puzzled.
‘How can they have a jungle and a
desert in them?’ ‘Because the scientists make it so that the climate is like a real
jungle in one dome, and like a desert in the other,’ explained Tizzie.
‘What’s a climate?’
queried Louis.
‘It’s the weather and
temperature in a particular place,’ answered Tizzie. ‘It’s warm and wet in the jungle, and hot and dry in the
desert.’
Louis gave her one of
his confused looks. ‘But where do they get the plants?’ ‘They collect them from all over the world and put them
in the big white domes to live,’ said Tizzie. ‘They’ve even brought back carnivorous plants from some
places.’
‘What’s carnivorous?’
asked Louis, screwing up his face because he’d never heard that word before.
‘It means
“meat-eating”, answered his sister. ‘If you get too close, they’ll eat you, Louis; they like eating little
boys.’
‘No way,’ shrugged
Louis, pretending not to be bothered. ‘Stop frightening your brother, Tizzie,’ cautioned Mum. ‘You know he has
nightmares.’
Tizzie went quiet,
reading all about The Eden Project for the rest of the journey.
Louis was quiet too.
He was thinking about carnivorous plants, and wondering whether they really could eat people.
TWO
Echo Cave
An hour after crossing the Tamar
Bridge, the Bennetts arrived at the hotel and parked the car.
When they were unpacked, Mrs
Bennett asked them what they wanted to do first.
‘Beach,’ said
Tizzie.
‘Beach,’ said
Louis.
‘Beach,’ said
Dad.
‘Beach it is then,’ said Mum, with
a big smile.
Mrs Bennett made sure they had
everything ready: the surfboard, the blow-up shark, Louis’ float, the big towels, and the picnic
basket.
Then she picked up her little red
beach bag, and led the way to the front of the hotel.
On the short walk to the beach,
Louis looked at the seagulls, Tizzie listened to the roar of the sea, Dad smelt the fish and chips, and Mum
admired the wonderful view over the bay.
When they arrived at the beach,
Louis and Tizzie changed into their swimming costumes and asked if they could go exploring before they went in
the water.
‘All right, but make sure you can
see us all the time,’ warned Dad.
‘Race,’ shouted Tizzie, and set off
running towards a big cave with Louis chasing after her. Tizzie was a very good big sister and she slowed down a
little so that she and Louis both got to the mouth of the cave at exactly the same time.
For some reason though, Tizzie was
hesitant to go any further; she had a strange feeling that something was wrong.
As usual, Louis just went straight
in, with neither thought nor feeling to hinder his progress.
‘Come out of there, Louis,’ pleaded
Tizzie. ‘Dad said we must be able to see them all the time.’
‘I can see Mum and Dad from in here,’ reported Louis, from atop a pointed rock
towards the back of the cave, his words echoing around the walls to his obvious delight. ‘Come in and stand on
this rock and you’ll see I’m telling the truth. Or are you scared?’
Despite her own reservations, and
although she thought Dad might be cross, Tizzie made herself go into the cave. She was determined not to be
called a ‘scaredycat’ by her little brother. He’d definitely go on about it for the whole holiday if she didn’t
go in.
On braving the cave, Tizzie saw
Louis’ pointed rock, which was covered in seaweed and surrounded by a little pool. Drips of water plopped into
the pool from the roof of the cave, making ripples as they splashed.
She put her toe in the water and
immediately took it out.‘I can’t do that, it’s freezing,’ she complained.
‘Close your eyes and it doesn’t
feel as cold,’ advised Louis. ‘That’s what I did.’
Tizzie didn’t think that closing
her eyes would stop the pool being cold, but tried it anyway. She summoned all her courage and stepped into the
water. It was just as cold with her eyes closed. She waded five shivering steps to the rock, and Louis stretched
out his hand to help her climb up it.
Tizzie and Louis stood on the big
rock surrounded by the icy cold pool.
Pop! Pop!
The seaweed covering the rock
popped every time they moved their feet.
‘Hellllowwwww,’ shouted
Louis.
‘Hellllowwwww,’ replied the
cave.
‘I’m going to call it “Echo Cave”,’
declared Louis.
‘Okay,’ agreed his sister, ‘that’s
a good name.’
Inside the cave, it was very dark.
They both looked out towards the bright and sunny beach. ‘It’s like looking out of a tunnel,’ said
Louis.
‘Yes,’ said Tizzie, ‘and the good
thing is, we can still see Mum and Dad.’
Suddenly, they heard a rustling
sound from the back of the cave.
Someone, or some thing, was in there with them.

All the books in the Kernowland series can
be purchased/ordered from any bookseller or obtained on the internet.
To book a Jack Trelawny event at your
school,
(anywhere in the UK), contact:
Jane Bennett, Events Manager,
Campion Books, 2 Lea Valley House,
Stoney Bridge Drive, Waltham Abbey, Essex EN9 3LY E: info@campionpublishing.com
T: 01992 714369
M: 07903 942481
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