MAGICAL STORY CIRCLE
Every second week on Friday morning, Vally sets up a cozy tent in the playroom. The ceiling twinkled with glow-in-the-dark stars. Vally gathered the children in a cozy circle. She called it the “Magical Story Circle.” The children sat cross-legged, she opened an old, weathered book, the same one her grandmother had read to her, the pages held tales of dragons, fairies, and enchanted forests. But Vally added her own twist: she encouraged the children to contribute, soon, the circle buzzed with excitement. Little voices wove new chapters—where unicorns danced under moonlight, and teddy bears guarded secret treasure chests. The magic wasn’t just in the stories; it was in the wide-eyed wonder of these young storytellers, each telling their own version of the magical story.
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