TLRC admission open for the next academic year 2016

Admission for the one year reading and writing program for the next academic year will commence on the 14nth of April ,2016. Admission is limited to 20 children .

The Reading Club

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The Little Readers’ Club is the initiative of Lekshmy Rajeev, a writer and mother. TLRC now is a brand that is synonymous with reading, creativity and everything children love. It is the first Reading Club for children in Thiruvananthapuram.

Painting Classes

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Picasso declared:  “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” Studies suggests that it’s possible to regain the creativity we’ve lost to maturity. Learn painting with Geeth Karthika, and see the

|| Swaha || Learn Sanskrit Chanting

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At TLRC, we propose to re-introduce our children to those bygone days of peace and prayers. We have a specific syllabus that includes certain Slokas that are easy for the kids to recite and comprehend with basic exposure to Sanskrit.

The Little Stars!

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TLRC wants to honor meritorious children all over Kerala, conduct talent hunts, visit schools, meet children from all strata of the society, help the needy ones and promote the talented ones. This place is for you! To recommend a child

Book of the Week

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Check in here for the top rated books for each week.

Learn Malayalam

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ലോകത്തെ ഏറ്റവും തീവ്രമായ ഭാഷകളിൽ ഒന്നാണ് മലയാളം. ഞങ്ങൾ കുട്ടികളെ മലയാളം നന്നായി എഴുതാനും വായിക്കാനും പരിശീലിപ്പിക്കുന്നു. അക്ഷരങ്ങളിൽ തുടങ്ങി തിരഞ്ഞെടുത്ത നൂറിലധികം  കൃതികൾ കുട്ടികൾക്ക് പരിചയപ്പെടുത്തുന്നു.

“And somehow, one day, it’s just there / speckled black-and white, the paper / inside smelling like something I could fall right into, / live there — inside those clean white pages.” Jacqueline Woodson’s childhood unfolds in poems that beautifully

Brown Girl Dreaming by Jacqueline Woodson

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“And somehow, one day, it’s just there / speckled black-and white, the paper / inside smelling like something I could fall right into, / live there — inside those clean white pages.” Jacqueline Woodson’s childhood unfolds in poems that beautifully