"Our students were inspired to write their own stories and thoroughly enjoyed the visit by M S Stanley and Bearskin. The Ringwood Tree has flown off the library shelves and more copies have been ordered."
In the story, Tom is walking up the driveway to his grandfather's house and is being guided by a mysterious stranger. Now read on...
"As they drew nearer, Tom suddenly noticed that the porch light was illuminating a rather curious object hanging at the centre of the front door. It was round and flat and appeared to be made out of metal, and it was large, much larger than a dinner plate, and Tom was certain that it hadn’t been there during his last visit. He wondered if the object was an old shield from his grandfather’s collection, but quickly decided that it looked too delicate for battle. Then he wondered if it was some kind of strange doorknocker.
Suddenly, and with no recollection of either approaching the steps or stepping into the light, Tom found himself standing in front of the curious object.
“Do not stare at it so!” shouted the little man, fumbling awkwardly for the keys. But Tom was transfixed by a pair of eyes that stared out at him from the centre of the disc.
The eyes belonged to a face that had been carved into the metal, a face whose features resembled hundreds of overlapping leaves. The eye-sockets were dark and empty and sat above a wide and horribly grinning mouth, and the face itself was filled with a sinister watchfulness."
Excerpt from The Ringwood Tree, Chapter 3