Some Lessons Travel Across Time and Continents
12 years ago, they were my students
We sat together in a classroom filled with wooden toys, small hands, big laughter, and everyday moments that felt ordinary at the time. Like most teachers, I said goodbye at the end of the school year, wishing them well as they continued on their journeys.
Clothes
Life moved on.
And then, this November, in Tokyo, we met again.
They are grown nowโtaller, calmer, carrying their own stories. Yet the moment we saw each other, something familiar returned. Smiles came easily. Conversations flowed. They remembered me. And I remembered them.
It touched me more deeply than I can put into words.
This reunion reminded me why I chose this path. Education is not only about academics, skills, or outcomes. Itโs about how children feel when they are seen, respected, and cared for. Long after the classroom fades, those feelings remain.
At MiniMamaโข, I believe in slow educationโthe kind that values relationships, trust, and presence. The kind that doesnโt rush childhood, and doesnโt measure success only by results, but by connection.
Seeing my former students again after more than a decade, across countries and cultures, was a quiet confirmation:
what we build with children mattersโsometimes in ways we donโt realize until many years later.
This is education that stays.
With gratitude,
Mini

