“Stop! Don’t REACH across the table like that!” A RAPID tap on my knuckles, and I shrink back. “Okaaaayyyy” I say in my best whine ever. “Please pass the RAITA then.” We sound and act like two bratty kids, instead of the adults we are. “Look, Jiya, I know you didn’t want to go by train, but it will be so much nicer. Think how we can be lulled to sleep by the sound of the RAILS.” Saanvi sighed. “I know. You are right. But why did Nani and Dadi insist that we come now in the RAINY season?” “Now who is whining??” I should know better than to prod Jiya this way.

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Miss Juniper arrived early, light slowly coming on with a pinkish twinge silhouetting the trees. Given that she was well prepared to TEACH, she allowed herself a pause to watch the daylight brighten, the misty edge between night and day dissolve. DAISY was the first student to arrive, a little FAIRY dancing through the school yard. Miss Juniper wisely tucked this vision into her the special chamber of her heart where she’d learn to keep sunshine for RAINY days.

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