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// Chapter 2 
// Story: A New Artist in Ponyville: The Story of Creativa Artly 
// by Creativa-Artly01 
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The next day, I hastily and hurriedly got the store and school ready for the day. Not long after that, the employees and students arrived. The manager opened the store portion of the building while I opened the school part. I then got all the students placed in their seats by alphabet. We then began our first lesson of the day, the parts of the brush and the colors of the color wheel. I then soon learned that one of the ponies in the class was deaf so I had to call in a braille teacher to help her understand what we were going over. After all, if a student struggles, a teacher will do anything to help the student out. That young mare was named Tara and she turned out to be the most talkative mare in class despite her not being able to hear. I suppose I should now introduce you to the rest of my students. There's Spiral Spirit, Stella, Inkelle, Ponsietta, Apollo, Sky Whipporwill, Clementine, Angel Wings, Rainbow Trail, Moon Dust, and my youngest student in the class, Toola Roola. They are all amazing and I consider myself so lucky to be their teacher. 

After two hours of teaching, we take a break for lunch before returning back to class for two more hours before the students head home for the day. Our first day of class was a success and I can't wait until tomorrow. I'm so proud of all my students. I'm so glad I get to share what I love with these young ponies that I have grown to love and consider family. Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow is a day all the students are excited about. Tomorrow is the day they get to do their first project: a collage on canvas that is related to the theme: ALL ABOUT ME. 

After the school closes for the day, I head over to the store part of the building and check out how things are going over there. Over there, everything is running smoothly which puts a smile on my face. I then go into the back part of the store and begin working on putting ribbon through some hoof painted bookmarks before I take them out and put them out on their price stand to be sold in the store with a smile on my face. I then leave for the day. After all, I know my store is in capable hooves and to me, that means the world.