My magic teahouse

Look, here it is, our magic learning place. The doors are open, if you are curious and eager to study, and more or less seven years old (never mind if you are A LOT MORE), then let`s go in.

The doors are WIDE open, and we have

 enough chairs, and enough wisdom for all..

Here comes the inside, with all my equipment.

My Australian calendar (thank you so much, Natsy, beautiful pictures in it!), my wand, enough scrap paper and pens, a heap of books (covered), and -

very important -

my jar of sweets.

AND the letter biscuits! The children`s favourites, and good to teach the alphabet!

Oh no,

here it comes again!

We KNOW you have magic power. I already SAID so.

Last night we had such a cute gathering again. Only five of the seven dwarves appeared, two could not come, but one of the boys brought his little brother. Maurice would not be shaken off but wanted to see what his big brother was up to. So we agreed he was allowed to stay and could pass the time by drawing pictures.

But though he was only five or so and had never studied English before, we soon heard him join in the choir of the others.

"Noooo, Paco is not a kangaroo! He does NOT live in Australia!"

Very funny.

I wish you could have all been there.

And in the end, shortly before the parents come to pick their offspring up, we all pour out into the moonlit night and take a running round around the garden, along the hazelnut bushes and the chestnut trees, and try not to fall into the pond ( a bit of excitement is adding to the fun).   Luckily Carl is wearing his new cool sneakers with the blue neon lights which shine in the dark.

Do you see why these children think that learning is something they wouldn`t miss for the world?!!!