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A Little Princess 1
Sara Goes to School
Sara Goes to School

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 Level 6
Level 6

A Little Princess 1
Sara Goes to School
Sara Goes to School

Copyright © 2015 by Little Fox Co., Ltd.

All rights reserved.
 n a dark winter’s day, a little girl sat in a cab
O with her father. She stared out the window
as the cab drove through foggy London. Sara
Crewe was only seven, but she seemed much
older. She was always dreaming and thinking.
At that moment she was thinking about her
long trip from India. She had just arrived in
London with her father. It felt strange to travel
from a hot, sunny place and arrive in a cold, dark
one.
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Soon the cab stopped in front of a big brick
house. A brass sign on the front door said: “Miss
Minchin’s Boarding School for Young Ladies.”
“Papa, is this the place?” Sara whispered.
“Yes,” he replied. “We have reached it at
last.”
Sara’s mother had died when Sara was born.
Sara’s father was an officer in the British army.
He was very rich and handsome and gave Sara
whatever she wanted.
 n a dark winter’s day, a little girl sat in a cab
O with her father. She stared out the window
as the cab drove through foggy London. Sara
Crewe was only seven, but she seemed much
older. She was always dreaming and thinking.
At that moment she was thinking about her
long trip from India. She had just arrived in
London with her father. It felt strange to travel
from a hot, sunny place and arrive in a cold, dark
one.
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Soon the cab stopped in front of a big brick
house. A brass sign on the front door said: “Miss
Minchin’s Boarding School for Young Ladies.”
“Papa, is this the place?” Sara whispered.
“Yes,” he replied. “We have reached it at
last.”
Sara’s mother had died when Sara was born.
Sara’s father was an officer in the British army.
He was very rich and handsome and gave Sara
whatever she wanted.
 Sara had lots of toys and clothes. Servants
took care of all her needs. In India she’d had
only one worry. Her father believed that the
climate in India wasn’t healthy. So one day he
would send her to school in England. And now
that day had come.
Captain Crewe knocked on the door of the
school. A servant answered and led them inside.
Sara looked around at the ugly sitting room
with its heavy wooden furniture. “I don’t like
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it here, Papa,” she said. “But soldiers probably
don’t like going into battle either.”
Captain Crewe laughed. “Oh, Sara, you say
such wonderful things. What will I do without
you?” He swept her into his arms for a hug.
A moment later the headmistress, Miss
Minchin, entered the room. The headmistress
had large fishy eyes and a large fishy smile. Sara
thought the woman looked just like her school:
tall, dull, ugly. Miss Minchin knew that Captain
 Sara had lots of toys and clothes. Servants
took care of all her needs. In India she’d had
only one worry. Her father believed that the
climate in India wasn’t healthy. So one day he
would send her to school in England. And now
that day had come.
Captain Crewe knocked on the door of the
school. A servant answered and led them inside.
Sara looked around at the ugly sitting room
with its heavy wooden furniture. “I don’t like
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it here, Papa,” she said. “But soldiers probably
don’t like going into battle either.”
Captain Crewe laughed. “Oh, Sara, you say
such wonderful things. What will I do without
you?” He swept her into his arms for a hug.
A moment later the headmistress, Miss
Minchin, entered the room. The headmistress
had large fishy eyes and a large fishy smile. Sara
thought the woman looked just like her school:
tall, dull, ugly. Miss Minchin knew that Captain
Crewe was rich. She tried to please him by
praising Sara.
“What a beautiful child!” the headmistress
exclaimed.
“But I’m not beautiful!” Sara thought. “Miss
Minchin is making that up.”
Sara stood quietly near her father while he
and the headmistress talked. Because Sara’s
father was very rich, Sara would have many
nice things at school. There would be a pretty
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bedroom and sitting room, and a pony and
carriage. A maid would help her.
“Sara reads too much,” Captain Crewe told
the headmistress. “Make sure she goes outside.
She should ride her pony or buy some new
dolls.”
“Oh, Papa!” said Sara. “I don’t need a lot of
new dolls. I only need Emily.”
“Who’s Emily?” asked Miss Minchin.
“Tell her, Sara,” Captain Crewe said, smiling.
Crewe was rich. She tried to please him by
praising Sara.
“What a beautiful child!” the headmistress
exclaimed.
“But I’m not beautiful!” Sara thought. “Miss
Minchin is making that up.”
Sara stood quietly near her father while he
and the headmistress talked. Because Sara’s
father was very rich, Sara would have many
nice things at school. There would be a pretty
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bedroom and sitting room, and a pony and
carriage. A maid would help her.
“Sara reads too much,” Captain Crewe told
the headmistress. “Make sure she goes outside.
She should ride her pony or buy some new
dolls.”
“Oh, Papa!” said Sara. “I don’t need a lot of
new dolls. I only need Emily.”
“Who’s Emily?” asked Miss Minchin.
“Tell her, Sara,” Captain Crewe said, smiling.
 “She’s a special doll that Papa is going to buy
for me,” said Sara. “She’ll be my friend when
Papa is in India. I’ll talk to her about him.”
Miss Minchin’s large fishy smile grew wider.
“What an unusual child!” she exclaimed loudly.
“She’s such a darling girl!”
“Yes,” said Captain Crewe. He pulled Sara
close. “She is truly a darling girl. Please take
very good care of her for me, Miss Minchin.”
“Oh, I will,” the headmistress promised.
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Sara stayed with her father at his hotel
for several days. He bought her all kinds of
expensive clothes—velvet dresses, fur coats,
silk stockings. They searched many toy shops
looking for Emily but couldn’t find her.
“She has to be a doll who can listen to me,
Papa,” explained Sara. “Most dolls don’t really
seem to hear.”
So they looked at big dolls and little ones,
at dolls with black eyes and dolls with blue
 “She’s a special doll that Papa is going to buy
for me,” said Sara. “She’ll be my friend when
Papa is in India. I’ll talk to her about him.”
Miss Minchin’s large fishy smile grew wider.
“What an unusual child!” she exclaimed loudly.
“She’s such a darling girl!”
“Yes,” said Captain Crewe. He pulled Sara
close. “She is truly a darling girl. Please take
very good care of her for me, Miss Minchin.”
“Oh, I will,” the headmistress promised.
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Sara stayed with her father at his hotel
for several days. He bought her all kinds of
expensive clothes—velvet dresses, fur coats,
silk stockings. They searched many toy shops
looking for Emily but couldn’t find her.
“She has to be a doll who can listen to me,
Papa,” explained Sara. “Most dolls don’t really
seem to hear.”
So they looked at big dolls and little ones,
at dolls with black eyes and dolls with blue
ones. They looked at dolls with brown curls and
golden braids, dolls in all kinds of clothing. But
none of them was quite right.
Then one day Sara spotted a doll with
golden-brown hair and an intelligent expression.
“Look, Papa! There’s Emily!” she cried.
They went into the shop and bought the doll.
Then they went to a dressmaker to order a grand
wardrobe for Emily.
Finally the day came when Captain Crewe
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had to leave. He and Sara were very sad. From
her window Sara watched him get into a cab.
Emily was by her side.
Miss Minchin sent her sister, Miss Amelia, to
check on Sara.
“Why is this door locked?” asked Miss
Amelia.
“I want to be alone, please,” said Sara softly.
Miss Amelia went downstairs and told Miss
Minchin about how Sara was acting. “I’ve never
ones. They looked at dolls with brown curls and
golden braids, dolls in all kinds of clothing. But
none of them was quite right.
Then one day Sara spotted a doll with
golden-brown hair and an intelligent expression.
“Look, Papa! There’s Emily!” she cried.
They went into the shop and bought the doll.
Then they went to a dressmaker to order a grand
wardrobe for Emily.
Finally the day came when Captain Crewe
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had to leave. He and Sara were very sad. From
her window Sara watched him get into a cab.
Emily was by her side.
Miss Minchin sent her sister, Miss Amelia, to
check on Sara.
“Why is this door locked?” asked Miss
Amelia.
“I want to be alone, please,” said Sara softly.
Miss Amelia went downstairs and told Miss
Minchin about how Sara was acting. “I’ve never
seen such an odd child,” said Miss Amelia. “She
has locked herself in her room, but she’s not
making any noise at all.”
“She’s very spoiled,” snapped Miss Minchin.
“I’m surprised she isn’t kicking and screaming.
All those new clothes are absolutely ridiculous.
Her father treats her like a little princess!”

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