Unity–A Poem: As we move towards the third week of face to face and online learning from home I wanted to share this poem with you to remind you how much you are appreciated as you have worked together with us to help our children learn and develop.
I dreamt 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, the tools he used
Were books, music, and art.
One a parent with a guiding hand
And a gentle loving heart.
Day after day, the teacher toiled,
With a touch that was deft and sure.
While the parent laboured by his side,
And polished and smoothed it o’er.
And when at last, their work was done,
They were proud of what they had wrought.
For the things they had moulded into the child,
Could neither be sold nor bought.
And each agreed they would have failed
If each had worked alone,
For behind the parent stood the school
And behind the teacher the home.
With heartfelt thanks.
Gail Mitchell – Head of Primary