by Ray A. Lingenfelter
I dreamed I stood in a studio
and watched two sculptors there.
The clay they used was a young child's mind
and they fashioned it with care.
One was a teacher and the tools she used
were books and music and art.
One was a parent with a guiding hand
and a gentle, loving heart.
And when at last their work was done,
they were proud of what they had wrought.
For the things they had worked into the child
could never be sold or bought.
And each agreed she would have failed
if she had worked alone.
For behind the parent stood the school
and behind the teacher stood the home.
I am looking forward to working together this year to make your child's learning experience the best it can possibly be!!
~ Mrs. Kerner