About Morton Elementary School

  • Location:
    1900 W. 31st St. | Pueblo, CO 81008

    Telephone: 719-549-7585
    Fax: 719-253-5260

    Attendance Line: 719-549-7585
    (to report a student absence or tardy)

    Email: morton@pueblocityschools.us

  • Outside front of Morton School

    Dating back to its founding in 1952, generations of students from Morton Elementary always knew that at Morton, "everybody is somebody." Today, that approach is shown daily, as each student is pushed to succeed at the highest of his or her ability. 

    A big reason for this is Morton's focus on small-group instruction, an approach that moves students into instructional groups, sometimes even transcending grade levels, to find students' sweet spot where their developmental needs and ability to achieve are pushed to where they need to be. 

    Everybody is held to high expectations at Morton, and that shows through students' high achievement and a highly-qualified staff that puts down roots to help Morton students thrive.

  • About the School Name

    Morton opened in 1952, named after Max D. Morton, who taught at Centennial High School and became acting principal during World War II. He also served as principal at Hinsdale, Thatcher and Irving schools before retiring in 1952.

    Mr. Morton was a staunch civic booster who was involved in numerous organizations, including the Pueblo Chamber of Commerce and Pueblo Kiwanis Club.

    A lover of Pueblo, Mr. Morton composed "Pueblo: The Gem of the Upland Plains — A Song of Appreciation,” which became a familiar tune to the students he served and an unofficial theme song of Pueblo.

    PUEBLO: THE GEM OF THE UPLAND PLAINS
    Words and music by Max D. Morton
    Take your Los Angeles and New York
    Chicago and Boston, too
    My city here is just right for me
    I know that it is for you
    Safe from the earthquakes and months of rain
    I always thrill to get home again
    To the earth's best place for work and play
    Here is the thing that I say:
    It is Pueblo that is my home,
    although mid splendor and wealth I roam.
    Here skies are azure and friends are true.
    My heart through long days will turn to you
    and in the night time twill always seem
    It's of Pueblo I dream.
    Our streets are trails which the trappers trod
    a hundred long years ago
    Bucknell and Pike and the Bent boys, too,
    and Fremont and French LeDoux
    Here where the rivers and highways meet,
    autos and Streamlines and airplanes fleet,
    When anyone would coax me away,
    Pueblo's the gem of the upland plains
    with riches no man can guess
    Cattle and steel and rich lands as well
    add wealth to our happiness
    Here boundless plains to the mountains rise
    Where towering peaks merge with azure skies.