What we do
Breaking away from Annur to Pollachi NH 259, Stands this Citadel of polarities oscillating from the solemn, Consoling and divine OM of the yoga art to the face punch else of karate VIAN VEENAI PUBLIC SCHOOL IS OFTEN PUNCTUATED by excited giggles of children and the eager faces of kids learning the art of “LEARNING TO LEARN “
We Strive to regain the paradise and breathe that air of complete contentment. Life goes on, and so do we in our little world. Rustic world is learning to light to candle rather than cursing the darkness. We know that we have miles to travel, conquer many more new worlds, Seek fresher and greener pastures. However, One truth stands unflinching and bold
THE JOURNEY HAS BEGUN……………
WALK IN TO BELIEVE!
Our School Song
“ We are the Vianians,
Children of the Sun
We don’t walk, we don’t walk
We run, we run.
The blue sky above
The green grass below
God is in us, we his children are yeah.. yeah.. yeah..
yeah.. yeah…
The Himalayas our strength,
The Ganga our mother,
Hindu, Muslim, Sikh or Christian
One we are all sisters and brothers yeah… yeah.
yeah…. yeah… yeah…
The Bird in the sky,
The Tiger in the forest,
The Flower in the garden
Our teachers and our friends
The good Lord bless them all
The Almighty make us stand tall yeah… yeah..
yeah… yeah.. yeah.. ”
Different Strokes for different folks.
Little chocolates and candies walking on two legs, your children our responsibility shall speak to surprise you, Different Strokes for different folks. shall dance to stun you, and shall sing to astonish you, The excited giggles of these little ones, both cherubs angels, make learning a delight rather than a routine duty. Punctuated by chants of the yoge art, to the face punch yells of karate. we strive to bless your child with a band width others would en as they grow. If not anything we will surely tickle the holy curiosity in them and make them bask in the art of learning to learn.
The Vian Veenai building stands exquisite and tall surrounded by intoxicating coconut trees, with an inquisitive and occasional peacock strutting along with pride to see what’s on. In the middle of nowhere, in the benign loveliness of the countryside, stands this wonderland. Knock at our door once, you don’t have to Knock again. We leave no room for questions.
