Picture a country field, a hidden dirt burrow, and a family of seven Trabbits. They are strange but loveable creatures. Rupert is the youngest Trabbit. He is happy at home, but now it's time to go to school. Grandpa holds Rupert's hand as they walk down the path to the little red school. "I don't know my teacher. I don't know how to read. What if I can't find my desk? What if I lose the lunch mother made? " Rupert worries. Grandpa nods his head...