When my daughter had finished her final day at nursery in Reading last summer we strolled home through the park, my wife and I blinking through quiet tears. We were sad because we knew it was the end of our children’s most innocent infancy but as we sat and gazed over the deep valley of leaves and redbrick houses we could see a reason to be equally happy too. Down below was Caversham primary school, which was where our daughter would very soon begin the next stage of her young life, and we knew she would be entering an outstanding school.
We knew it was outstanding because Ofsted had told us so. More importantly, we knew it was outstanding because our son was already attending the school, and he loves it there. He is thriving academically but more importantly he is happy and is growing into a warm, kind little person who respects others and seeks to understand the world around him.
