Unity
Author Unknown
I dreamed I stood in a studio
and watched two sculptors there.
They clay they used was a young child's mind
and they fashioned it with care.
One was a teacher - the tools she used
were books, music and art.
The other, a parent, worked with a guiding hand
and a gentle, loving heart.
Day after day, the teacher toiled with touch
that was deft and sure
while the parent labored by her side
and polished and smoothed it o'er.
When at last their task was done
they were proud of what they had wrought.
For the things they had molded into the child
could neither be sold nor bought.
Each agreed they would have failed
if each had worked alone.
For behind the teacher stood the school
and behind the parent, the home.
A heartfelt thank you for your support and cooperation this year. Have a wonderful, safe summer!
Good luck to my first graders to be!
