George Washington Carver

Math Coach's Corner with Ms. Perkins

 

Unity

I dreamed I stood in a studio 
and watched the 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, and music, and art. 
One, a parent with a guiding hand, 
and a gentle, loving heart.

Day after day the teacher toiled, 
with touch that was deft and sure, 
While the parents labored by his side 
and polished and smoothed it o'er.

And when at last their task was done, 
they were proud of what they had wrought. 
For this thing they had molded in the child 
could neither be sold nor bought.

And each agreed he would have failed 
if he had worked alone, 
For behind the parent stood the school 
and behind the teacher, the home.

--Author Unknown-



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