top of page
Learning how to Play Chess
1
2
Archives
Categories

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with gold and silver light, the blue and the dim and the dark cloths of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet. But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

W. B. Yates.

Every day, everywhere, our children spread their dreams beneath our feet. We should tread softly.

Ken Robinson

Sir_Ken_Robinson_(cropped).jpg
bottom of page