You’ll probably be familiar with the Michaela School, Wembley’s beacon of free school ambition and high expectations/ ruinous panopticon where children are minced, wrapped, pinched and sold as sausages- take your pick. I’ve spent a day there, interviewed the Head twice, and spoken to many of the staff and students. It makes Marmite look uncontroversial.
What I saw was a school where few things were less than extraordinary, and you can interpret that as you wish: extraordinary levels of focus, effort and understanding. I saw children in year 7 who could recite passages from Romeo &…
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