“It takes a village to raise a child.” In a residential school, this is not a proverb — it’s daily life. Everyone has a role, and each contribution matters.
A teacher can teach hygiene, but a caretaker helps a young girl practice it. We can hold sessions on menstrual health, but when a child experiences it for the first time, she needs a motherly figure, not a presentation. We may put energy-conservation charts in classrooms, but it’s in the kitchen and cooking classes where these ideas are lived and understood.
A residential school is really a modern-day gurukul. Growth is stitched into simple routines — making their beds, cleaning their rooms, doing their dishes, learning with a study buddy, and living peacefully with peers from different backgrounds.
A caretaker reminding them to tidy up, a kitchen staff member urging them to try a new vegetable, a warden sitting with them after a tough day — each one shapes the child quietly.
Our girls often say they miss the hostel more than the school building, because that’s where they truly grew. That’s the magic of a residential setup: the environment becomes the teacher, and adults simply keep the child aligned to the right path.
