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P.O. Box 847
Pearblossom, CA 93553
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We report the number of tests to submit each month to complete the program in 9 months; however, after 9 months, the calculation is revised to a 12 month schedule. Cal Grant Applicants should use our school's WASC accreditation code: 19 91000 999.

Pearblossom Private School Inc. has a unique dual-accreditation status for all K-12 programs: accredited by both The North Central Association Commission on Accreditation and School Improvement (NCA CASI, 9115 Westside Parkway, Alpharetta, GA 30009; Phone: 888-413-3669) and the Accrediting Commission for Schools (ACS) of the Western Association of Schools and Colleges (WASC, 533 Airport Boulevard, Suite 200, Burlingame, CA 94010; Phone: 650-696-1060)--two of the six regional accreditation agencies recognized by the U.S. Department of Education.
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Touch of the Master’s Hand, by Myra Welsh
T’was battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But held it up with a smile.

"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who’ll start the bidding for me?"
"A dollar, a dollar," then, two! Only two?
"Two dollars, and who’ll make it three?

"Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three . . . "But no,
From the room, far back, a grey haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;

Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.

The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said: "What am I bid for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.

"A thousand dollars, and who’ll make it two?
Two thousand! And who’ll make it three?
Three thousand, once; three thousand, twice;
And going and gone," said he.

The people cheered, but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand
What changed its worth?" Swift came the reply:
"The touch of a master’s hand."

And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd,
Much like the old violin.

A "mess of potage," a glass of wine;
A game, and he travels on.
He is "going" once, and "going" twice,
He’s "going" and almost "gone."

But the Master comes and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that’s wrought
By the touch of the Master’s hand.