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 & art
One was a parent with a guiding hand and a gentile 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 along
For behind the parent stood the school and behind the teacher stood the home


See below websites for some local South Bay schools: