HOW WE ADD VALUE

Adding value means children exceeding their own expectations, which we accomplish by steadily building confidence, through which emerges achievement.

We are both realists and optimists, attuned to helping children develop their self-worth and sense of ‘can-do’, as well as helping them set their own high standards.

At Beeston we take immense pride in our status as a school where we accept children of a wide range of abilities and learn to find and develop their strengths, as well as address their weaknesses.
 

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Children leave Beeston for the wider world as all-rounders, willing and able to get involved in every type of activity.

Being a boarding member of our school community means long days and a wide programme of activities, but downtime too, so children have early lessons in managing their own time within a clear structure. Opportunities for varied activities, leadership or good old-fashioned practice mean that children leave with well-developed independence and self-reliance, along with the essence of what makes a great team player.

This ethos runs from the top down: all of our staff know the children very well, nurturing them as individuals as well as in groups, with younger children taking their cue from the older children and older children delighting in being role models.

Children leave Beeston for the wider world as all-rounders, willing and able to get involved in every type of activity. These crucial formative years are a terrific springboard for senior schools, and, not surprisingly, Beestonians are much in demand amongst senior schools as they leave with honed talents and a broad range of skills, underpinned by an unmistakeable sense of decency and famed good manners.

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