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In just three days, they went from shy glances to waving, smiling, and fitting right in — progress visible to every eye.









“The classroom is so beautiful! I’ve made new friends!”
“There are so many books in the school library — when will I ever finish reading them all?”
Welcome, dear little pupils. Thank you, lovely little masters. In the mornings and evenings, through all the seasons ahead, we will walk slowly, read slowly, and grow slowly — together.


