Continuation of Part 9

After I finished my MSc in Cybersecurity, we moved to Bolton. We were worried about another change, but Naomi settled in quickly. She adjusted to the new environment and became more confident moving around. She now recognises places around our home and school and understands her surroundings much better. She moves carefully and manages herself in a way we never saw before.

She is now in Year 6 and preparing to start secondary school in September 2026.

Her school, Bolton St Catherine’s Primary School, has really helped her. The teachers and the principal have shown patience and understanding. They make small adjustments in class so she can read and follow lessons comfortably. Her teachers always say good things about her attitude and effort in class.

She is doing well academically. She enjoys reading and takes interest in her schoolwork. She participates during lessons and asks questions. Outside the classroom she joins activities confidently. She attends dance and singing clubs and looks forward to them every week. The child who once feared school now wakes up happy to go.

Her classmates are kind to her. She has friends who include her in everything and support her naturally. She now feels she belongs. School is no longer a place of fear but a place she feels safe.

As parents this has given us real relief. We have seen her confidence grow, her independence improve, and her happiness return. The education support and medical care she receives here have helped her development in ways we hoped for.

She now talks about her future and about going to secondary school with excitement.

We are thankful for the teachers, the doctors, and the environment around her. It has allowed her to learn, grow, and feel secure. Our hope is simply for her to continue growing on this same path she has now found.

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