A POEM ABOUT SCHOOL-HOME PARTNERSHIP
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 - 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 tailed with touch
that was careful, deft, and sure.
While the parent labored by his side and polished and smothered it o'er.
And when at last their work was done they were
proud of what they had wrought.
For the things they had molded 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.
Forging a parent-teacher partnership
Articles of Interest:
End 'homework horrors' in your home
Show your kids who's the boss - lovingly, of course
After-school
activities
Teens and
Technology report
The challenge of teaching boys
Preparing young ones for MCAS
If you make it, will they eat?
Students flock to sports
Get kids moving
