Jo and her husband, Professor Friedrich Bhaer, were in for a surprise when they inherited Plumfield estate from Jo's Aunt March. Friedrich was this kind, scholarly German immigrant who shared Jo's love for learning.Jo's eyes lit up like Christmas trees as she turned to Friedrich and said, "Fritz, can you believe it? We could start a school for boys right here!"The next few weeks were like a whirlwind. Jo and Friedrich were everywhere at once, transforming Plumfield into their dream school. They were like kids in a candy store, buzzing with energy. The bedrooms? They turned those into cozy little dormitories that felt just like home. And the empty halls?Outside, the place was coming to life too. They planted this vegetable garden in one corner - perfect for fresh veggies and teaching the kids about nature.As they worked, Jo and Friedrich couldn't stop talking about their plans for the school. Their ideas were like this beautiful mix of old-school learning and practical life skills. Jo, with her cheeks all flushed from excitement, kept insisting on including music, art, and nature studies.Friedrich, being the bookworm he was, spent hours poring over textbooks and papers, creating this curriculum that was tough but flexible. He wanted to challenge the boys, to light that spark of curiosity in them.As their plans got bigger, they realized they couldn't do it all by themselves. They hired this cook, Mrs. Hummel, who had a laugh that could shake the rafters and made food that would make your mouth water just thinking about it. Then there was Old Tom, the groundskeeper.Jo was writing letters like crazy, telling everyone about their new school.As opening day got closer, you could feel the excitement in the air, mixed with a bit of nervous energy. Applications started coming in, each one representing a young life full of potential.The night before the school was set to open, Jo and Friedrich stood on the porch, holding hands and looking up at the stars. The air was warm and smelled like summer, full of possibility.Jo leaned her head on Friedrich's shoulder and whispered, "Tomorrow's the big day. Our biggest adventure yet."As they headed inside, it was like the old house let out a contented sigh, eager for all the life and laughter that would soon fill its halls.Everything was ready. The stage was set. Come morning, Plumfield would open its doors and welcome its first students into a world of knowledge, growth, and endless possibilities.But as the couple settled in for the night, the wind outside began to pick up. Dark clouds rolled in, bringing with them the promise of a storm.