Our family has been at Madrona for two years so far and we love it. The school has excellent focus…read moreon community, diversity, and inclusiveness which is a big plus for us. The teachers and staff are supportive and have gone above and beyond this past year as Covid changed everything and all had to shift plans suddenly to accommodate for remote learning. Really impressed with how that was handled. We also like that there is a Launch program on site for after school and summer break care. The Madrona neighborhood surrounds the school and we often take advantage of the the park next door for extra play before heading home for dinner.

My son is in summer school here. I just called because he wasn't dropped off there was no bus or…read morecommunication. When I spoke to the secretary on the phone, she said she couldn't answer my call for the last two hours (while I panicked!) because she's the only one there she hung up on me and when I called again, she told me the bus was running late. I can't believe how insensitive she was! Terrible!

My younger sister and I used to go to BF Day, and our baby sister goes there now, and let me tell…read moreyou, that is dang good school. It's a small-ish school (as most elementary schools are) in Fremont, near the Woodland Park Zoo. BF Day is rather diverse in all meanings of the word, and does a good job of teaching kids that everyone is important and loved. The parents are generally lovely, as are the teachers, though many of my favorite staff members have retired. It can be a bit of a hippy school, but that is far from a negative, it just encourages kids to explore their creative sides and embrace themselves. I haven't heard a single negative thing about BF Day, though I do know that due to some zoning issues, a lot of kids have lost their transportation, which is a majorly sucky, but I don't believe that the school is at fault there. tl;dr BF Day is pretty much the best and everyone who went there loved it

NOT CLOSED, people! Not at all! When I moved my boys and me…read morenorthward from Portland to Seattle, I had researched the "cluster" school system (never was a name more appropriate for a system or situation), though my research was clearly insufficient. Because I made certain that I moved into what I thought would be the perfect cluster for my kids' schooling needs and profile...I just failed to realize that would make no difference whatsoever to where they went to school. My boys are half hispanic, and I wanted very much to continue with the Spanish language education I only sporadically inflict on them at home. So I moved into the Laurelhurst-ish "cluster." What Seattle did not advertise is that its school zoning situation is not just a cluster, but the mother of all godforsaken clusters. They found no availability in any ONE school for both my boys. That's because clusters at the time were only "suggestions" of where kids could attend schools. Suggestions that were largely completely ignored, and no matter where you lived in Seattle, your kid could be bussed into nearly any zone at all. So you can basically move your family onto a tent settlement ATOP a particular school, and not be allowed to enroll in it until the 300-child wait list of kids from a school 15 miles away takes their priority. W, as the kids say, TF. So the last years have been a constant cluster indeed, with my boys in two different schools and and in and out of several. Having tried or toured quite a few schools in the area now, I can say, this one is my favorite elementary school in Seattle so far. My son has a wonderful teacher, Miss Jackson (and yes, it is so punishingly hard not to say, or at least think, "If you're nasty!" every time I say her name) who despite being forced, as all teachers are, to teach to a strict test curriculum imposed by the lowest-common-denominator-encouraging "No Child Left Behind" legislation, is still highly dynamic, wildly flexible, and very encouraging of creativity in all its manifestations. I absolutely love her, and I love the diversity of the students and the parents--a graceful blend of the privileged and the struggling, chaotic and the orderly, the uber-hippies and the uber-hipsters who all somehow manage to be very empathic and very likable. It also sits at just the right notch on the spectrum of academic rigor. We tried John Stanford International with Nico, and he called them "The Von Trapp Family Singers." Whistles to encourage hallway lineups? No talking in the corridors? Boys' and Girls' lines for 5th graders? No dark sarcasm? In the CLASSROOM?! Yikes. Plus every mom I met there without a single exception kind of gave me the impression that the only hard decision she has to make in any three-week period is whether to give her cook, nanny and housekeeper massages or Lush bars as holiday gifts. I'm extremely grateful for this school and for how happy Maximo is to attend it. Teaching excellence here is clearly valued, as is parental involvement. If you're in the area AND in the market for an elementary school, stop in and say hi. They're great people.

You will wish you went to elementary school here. Check it…read moreout!

This is a wonderful school with an incredible faculty. They acknowledge and respect the many…read morevarious learning styles and personalities represented within the walls of the school. My son receives the amount of attention and support that he needs to excel as a student academically and socially.

As a parent who enrolled my son at Fremont Community School in Seattle 1.5 years ago, I can…read moreconfidently say that it has had an incredible impact on his development. He has truly blossomed with the guidance of dedicated teachers and immersed in a holistic Waldorf-style approach. He gets messy, has fun, creates, and loves the environment. FCS offers an extraordinary learning journey that nurtures the whole child and fosters a deep love for learning. I wholeheartedly recommend it to any parent seeking a transformative educational experience for their child.

Please stop posting fake reviews from your own admins, and taking money from hardworking parents…read morewithout honoring your part of the contract!! Wallingford and Fremont are small communities and we all talk and help each other, what a very small petty choice you've made by making these decisions. You can keep removing our reviews but we'll keep posting them - highly suggest you just do the right thing! Your school used to be amazing and the teachers have been wonderful, but wowza your admin staff could use some training (and legal advice...)

While we're not regularly enrolled at Spruce Street School, we've been participating in their…read moreSummer Camp program and couldn't be more impressed. The camp offers an outstanding balance of activities, care, and experiences that have thoroughly engaged my two children. The program's size is perfect - small enough for staff to know each child personally and provide detailed daily updates, yet large enough to foster new friendships and exciting group activities. During 'Games & Sports Week,' the activities were incredibly varied and well-organized, including: - City bus trips to parks and splash pads - A Tacoma Rainiers baseball game (via chartered bus) - Walks to the International Fountain - Ferry rides to Bainbridge Island - Water games - Visits to Golden Gardens Park The program includes lunch, and their pricing is competitive with, if not more affordable than, other local camps. Looking ahead, we're excited to explore their other themed weeks, such as Music and Theatre, Art, and Water Sports. The staff's dedication to each child's experience and well-being is evident, making this program truly exceptional. We'll definitely be returning next year. Thank you, Spruce Street School!

This school is terrible. this coming from someone who actually went there. The teachers give you no…read moreprivacy. barely teach you any math, they teach the weirdest stuff. DO NOT SEND YOUR KID HERE

I filled out application for their summer program I was put on a waiting list and I was informed…read morethat once the enrollment program starts I will be contacted. I called and left a message but there was no follow up phone call from the school.

I went to the bush school for 7 years, and had to leave after my sixth grade year. The lower…read moreschool had it's problems, but it was mostly the middle school that was the reason for me leaving. The staff and teachers do not intervine bullying or physical fights. And I had a teacher that would bully me for the amusement of my classmate, and nothing was done about it in the end. My parents respectfully told the head of the middle school the problems, and he did absolutely nothing, and started trying to gaslight my family into thinking it was somehow fixed. The middle school counsellor was absolute garbage, she threatened to call the police on me when I stood I to leave her office to go to the bathroom after I got falsely accused of self harming in my science class. They were not flexible about teaching kids the way they need to be taught in order to learn. While I hadn't yet been diagnosed with autism I think that they still should have been more patient with me because it was obvious the way that they were teaching me, as well as a few other kids, in a way that worked for us. They also fired a bunch of beloved teachers for no good reason, and promoted a bunch of terrible teachers including one that was kind of racist. They have prided themselves about being inclusive to everyone, yet would not let me use the bathroom correlated with my gender identity because I'm trans. And they treated popular kids way bette. There's a TON of other problems with the bush school that I just don't want to get into right now, but I hope you get the point. I would put 0/5 stars if I could, I do not recommend this school at all.

This school has the best teachers and staff! All of them, and the community come together to create…read morea positive atmosphere and fantastic learning experiences for everyone. My wife and I (and our kids) have met some of our best friends at this school.

Coe School is named after Frantz Coe (1856-1904). The school was designed by James Stephen and…read morebuilt in 1907. I attended Coe School in 4th to 6th grade. This is about Mrs. Jacobson, one of my teachers. For one of our exams we were required to name all of the elements that we knew, such as iron, copper, and calcium. I wrote down many elements including some elements that Mrs. Jacobson never heard of. Mrs. Jacobson marked me down because I wrote down these elements. Bad, bad, bad, Mrs. Jacobson. This is about Mrs. Scholl. For some of our classes she just read from a story book to us. Once Mrs. Scholl told us that when receiving mail or memos her name was sometimes written as "Mrs. School." I enjoyed making my term paper on South America, which included real paper money from a couple of countries. Once Mrs. Scholl was telling us about Brazil nuts and she told the class that they were sometimes called, "Nigger toes." Bad, bad, bad, Mrs. Scholl. We had an African-American boy in our class who lived in a nearby orphanage. When Mrs. Scholl said "Nigger toes," she commented that the boy was out for that day. Mr.Wingert was one of the teachers. Once, we had to watch a film on the shrimp industry. I was bored with the film, so I sucked on my hand and it was covered with saliva. In the middle of the movie, I had to go on a pre-arranged appointment to see my mother and on the way out, Mr.Wingert unexpectedly extended his hand to shake hands. So I shook hands and he got a handful of saliva. Mr.Wingert also read stories to us, including Huckleberry Finn. I was shocked when he read the "N-word" to us. We were required to go on bathroom breaks which involved marching down the steps to the basement. Sometimes I skipped steps, taking a long step to descend down two steps at once. I got in trouble for this. For punishment I was required to go up and down a flight of steps ten times. I did not see any sense in this because this type of punishment increases risk for accidental tumbling down the steps and breaking bones. For art class Mrs.Tapp gave me a B. I was the best artist in the class, and perhaps the best artist in all of Coe School. At that time I was exceptionally skilled at drawing trees, apples, buildings, monsters, and so on. I was puzzled when Mrs.Tapp gave me a B. Bad, bad, bad, Mrs.Tapp. Once during recess I paused to spit down the stairwell and watch my spit fall 50 feet down. Mrs.Tapp saw me do this and scolded me by saying "A son of a doctor is not expected to do things like that!!!" The worse thing was Mr.Bardal the principal of the school. Mr.Bardal roamed the hallways and the schoolyard carrying a large wooden paddle for spanking his students. The paddle had four holes drilled on the end to provide for a more painful whack (the holes prevented the air from cushioning the spanks). Once during volley ball I called to Mary Butler because she was holding on to the ball and not serving it. I exclaimed, "Mary But . . ." I stopped half-way in saying her last name because just as I was saying "Butler" she served the ball. But Mary Butler who was a fat girl and had a big butt thought that I was making fun of her big butt. She complained to Mr.Bardal and I got a spanking. Fortunately, on that day I was wearing thick woolen pants which cushioned the blows. In retrospect I now realize that I am a victim of assault and battery and slander. Mary Butler's behavior could reasonably be characterized as slander which is a tort as well as a crime. Mr.Bardal's behavior could reasonably be characterized as assault and battery. We also had dance class in the gym. Linda Mueller squeezed my hand so hard that it hurt my hand. When Linda squeezed my hand the flesh of my hand was compressed over the metal of my Smokey the Bear ring which caused extra pain. But I did not mind because Linda was a foxy girl. Brenda Cole and Diana Plank were best friends and they were good at drawing horses. At recess outside they played horsey. Once Brenda Cole made fun of my last name by calling me "Toady-Brody." But I did not mind. Once I called her "Bent-Butt" instead of Brenda. The best teacher was Mrs.Bradley who taught chorus. She had us all perform Christmas songs at a local television station. Bobby Gruber's mother drove me and Bobby to the TV station. A week later my family watched us on television. What a thrill that was. I noticed that I flexed my cheek once between songs out of nervousness. We also had air raid drills in case of nuclear attack and were required to duck under our desks and cover our head and neck. In retrospect I am not sure how that could have protected us from radiation burns and falling bricks. The schoolyard has nice tetherball courts, and a big dirt field, for playing racing games. Coe School has a great safety patrol program and I enjoyed wearing the uniform (white shoulder strap) and holding up the red crossing flag. Coe School has a cafeteria, but at the time I never cared for the stewed tomatoes.