Teaching & Learning

Unity by Cleo V. Swarat

I dreamed I stood in a studio and watched two sculptors there,Culture Girls the 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 and music and art.


One was a parent
with a guiding hand and 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.