When we think about a child learning, our minds usually go to school, homework or an organised class. I see it a little differently.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Riya who lived with her parents in a lovely home. Both her mother and father were working professionals

In a bright little town stood Sunshine Public School, where children loved to study, play, and make new friends.
Among the students were two boys.

Reading Reflections Through the Windscreen felt like accompanying the author on a series of journeys that were of inner discovery.

For those of us who care for children, like me as a parent, it can be rewarding to find literature that instills values such as charity and a sense of community.