A very sweet story!
Winter in Hope Valley was a beautiful sight. The snow fell ever so delicately onto the plains of the frontier and coated the quaint little church and schoolhouse in a blanket of soft white flakes. It was a day like any other of the season and the children had gathered to begin their lessons.
Elizabeth Thatcher had moved to the small town to work as a teacher, something her wealthy family didn’t understand. She had many opportunities to teach at more prestigious schools, but she fell in love with the town and it’s residents from the moment she arrived.
The children adored her as well and their lessons with her were something that they always looked forward to.
This particular lesson was about fairy tales, specifically Elizabeth’s favourite. “Have any of you heard of a man named Hans Christian Andersen?” She asked her students who responded with shrugs and shakes…
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