The story of the little nun 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 3

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𝓐 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓭𝓪𝔂
I woke up by 6 in the morning. As I peeped out of my room I saw the sisters rushing to the school. The principal sister told me that I could rest some more and help myself with breakfast later. They had no time left to chit chat with me since they were in a hurry to leave to school. They had a cup of corn flakes for their breakfast and left home soon. I felt sorry for them, whole year the only item in their breakfast menu seems to be the corn flakes! They got up at 4 and got ready for school and prayers. If they had to cook they had to wake up much earlier than that because they were not expert chefs to do things in minutes. That's horrible!
Soon I too had to get used to  this time table. Time just flew and while I was getting familiar with the surroundings, sisters had already returned from the school. We then had lunch since it was prepared by one of the sister who came to reach me. She let me rest knowing that I had to unpack things and get ready for the busy days a head of me. Yes, she knew it all; how panicky I would be then to get a hold on the schedule. And the very next day was my brand new day to the school!
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