Unity

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 she used,

Were books, music, and art.

The other, a parent—working 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 labored by her 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 the things they had molded into the child,

Could neither be sold nor bought.

 

And each agreed they would have failed

If each had worked alone,

For behind the teacher stood the school,

And behind the parent, the home.

  

                          - Author Unknown

Grade 1 Homeroom:  MS. Marva Woodley

 

Grade 2 Homeroom: Ms. Lauren Fox

 

Grade 3 Homeroom: Ms. Kelsey Davidson

 

Grade 4 Homeroom: Mr. Shaun Dorsey

 

Grade 5 Homeroom: Ms. Terry-Ann Mahon-Fazio

 

Grade 6 Homeroom: Ms. Emileta Warner-Paul

 

Grade 7/8 Homeroom: Mr. Jeremy Moar

 

Phys. Ed / Health: Mrs. Nadine Andrea

 

Science: Mrs. Marcy Tzivion

 

Art: Mrs. Carmen Skelton

 

 

Spanish: Ms. Francis Ferguson