Jean Road Campus (Infants/Preschool)
Our mission is to serve infants, toddlers, and their families with unparalleled developmental opportunities. Nurturing, educated and experienced teachers structure learning environments that are conducive to a child’s individual nature. By being attuned to every child, a bond of trust is formed; that is the foundation for our Continuum of Care Philosophy. This will be achieved while maintaining the highest level of respect, safety, and accountability.
Meridian Campus (K-3)
Our mission is to serve children and families with unparalleled educational and developmental opportunities, Our educated and dedicated teachers augment learning environments in response to each student’s distinct learning styles. This will be achieved while maintaining the highest level of respect, safety, and accountability.
The Children’s Hour Academy was started as a daycare in a private residence on September 1987.
After many years of operations, CHA moved to a larger facility that was housed in the Hope Community Church
on Boones Ferry Road on September 1996. The Infant/Toddlers Program was moved to its own location on May 2001.
The Preparatory to 6th Graders classes moved to an even larger facility that is more than twice the size
of the former location on April 2008.
Between the dark and the daylight, When night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the children's hour.
I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of little feet,
The sound of a door that is opened,
And voices soft and sweet.
From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall stair, Grave Alice and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
A whisper and then a silence Yet I know by their merry eyes
They are plotting and planning together To take me by surprise.
A sudden rush from the stairway, A sudden raid from the hall, By three doors left unguarded,
They enter my castle wall. They climb up into my turret, O'er the arms and back of my chair;
If I try to escape, they surround me; They seem to be everywhere.
They almost devour me with kisses,
Their arms about me entwine,
Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen
In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine.
Do you think, O blue-eyed banditti, Because you have scaled the wall, Such an old moustache as I am is not a match for you all?
I have you fast in my fortress,
And will not let you depart,
But put you into the dungeon
In the round-tower of my heart.
And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder the dust away.