

Goozoo tugged his backpack. "Hi, I'm Goozoo," he said. Sophia smiled, and Denver waved. "Welcome," said Ms. Ferry. Suddenly, his tummy tooted loudly. "Oops, sorry!" Goozoo whispered, cheeks pink.

Another toot rumbled, and giggles swirled. "Class, let's help," Ms. Ferry said kindly. "Deep breaths, hand up for a hallway break." Sophia nodded. "We’ve got you." Denver offered water, and Goozoo practiced.

Goozoo breathed slowly, sat still, and listened. A tiny whisper-toot slipped out; the room stayed calm. "That was gentle," Sophia whispered. Denver grinned. "Nice control!" Ms. Ferry taught, and Goozoo felt proud.

By afternoon, lessons flowed. "Math makes sense now," Denver said. "Thank you for being considerate," Ms. Ferry smiled. Goozoo nodded. "I'm learning quiet toots and good manners." Everyone cheered, and school felt friendly.