I loved this poem (I read this in Ian Lillico’s Book, Homework Grid), however I have seen it elsewhere…

A SCULPTOR STOOD IN A STUDIO

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 being 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 parent laboured just as hard

And polished and smoothed it o’er

When at last their task 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 both agreed they would have failed

If they had worked alone;

For behind the parent stood the school

And behind the teacher, the home.

David Bowen

What a great piece of poetry! This highlights the importance of the home and school relationship.  I’ll post more on this later as I explore the concept a little deeper.