I went to this school before during my elementary years 1st grade-6th , I was in a deaf hard of…read morehearing classes and had the greatest teachers their ever .

Allow all kids to bring Pokémon cards And give them longer…read morerecess baller beans pool

Be very careful at the school. They act like they are about the children but they aren't. It's…read moreabout their reputation. My son attended this school for a month until they mistreated him. He was verbally and fiscally abused. When brought to the principals attention that an employee "Danny" the gentleman that stands outside the gates in the morning that gives your child fist pumps and says good morning.....yeah well it's all an act. Be very careful with your child around that asshole. He hit my son a 4 year old in the nose with his fist. Principal and vice get involved and the first words out of their mouths were well I don't believe you or your son. Right away I knew it was a RED FLAG Run far away from this school. They mistreat children. Fiscally, verbally, and mentally. Do not take them to school here. If you're that parent that reads reviews let this be your sign. They play a great role on " we are here for the kids" It's all a lie. If you love your child please don't let them attend this school. Don't be a victim like my son. Police department and board members are involved.

The campus sure has grown since my kids went to school at Dry Creek! I was there recently for my…read moregrandson. Everyone was so nice, caring and helpful. Located on the northeast corner of Armstrong and Nees. Busses stage in the north parking lot and parent pickup/drop off was smooth.

I think parents should be informed that if they drop off water for their child, they may want to…read morepersonally take it directly to the classroom instead of leaving it at the front office. I dropped off my son's water thermos at 9:00 AM, followed instructions to leave it at the office and email his teacher immediately, and he still was not notified until after lunch that it was there. Since many students bring their own water instead of using the drinking fountains, this was very frustrating and disappointing.

Absolutely HORRIBLE the food is disgusting and when I went here, the staff was so mean. Do not…read morerecommended taking your kid here.

Nice Clovis elementary campus. Years ago, my niece attended Jefferson, then her kids went to school…read morethere, too. Now my grandson goes to Jefferson. We were on campus today for "Floats with Grandparents". It was a hot day and those root beer floats were very refreshing! Everyone did a good job putting on the event and the kids had fun. Thoughtfully planned to coincide with the school's book fair, so we got to visit that, too! Large, clean campus. Lots of grass and mature trees. All the staff members we interacted with were super nice. And they all knew our grandson. Hmmmm, lol.

One of the teachers there Ms. Kaufmann is so rude and acts like she hates her students!!! I don't…read moreknow why she became a teacher in the first place if all she does is treat kids like shit! Since day 1 she's been rude and hard to work with I get it's a gate school but clearly if my child got in they must be smart enough so for Ms.Kaufmann to act like my student is not to her standards I truly think these principles need to do a little more digging into how she teaches and treats students.

Great programs available for my child, unfortunately the first couple years my child had…read moreinexperienced teachers. Every subsequent teacher has maintained the standard of the GATE program

My experience is based on a 30 minute tour only. While we are big fans of the facility, the…read morecleanliness, and the programs they offer - Roxanne (the owner i came to find out) seemed... off. She didn't ask our names, our relation (there were four of us), she didn't introduce herself. She had an incredibly difficult time providing explanations, would give vague detail, followed by "you can read the handbook", and an overall condescending tone when i tried to follow up. The disconnect was very apparent, as my party agreed separately that she was very slow and disoriented. We found her demeanor to be questionable. After discussion, we concluded if we sent our daughter to Bluff View we would be concerned with her stability as owner & admin. Overall, we will be crossing this off of our list for good. Strong recommendation to all new parents to take a tour and go through that.... interesting experience before handing over 250$ for application fee.

This review is purely based on the unsettling experience I had during my "tour" at Bluffview. It…read morewas given by Roxanne, who is the director of the center. The place is 10/10 based on external appearance and facilities only. However, the affect/discussion I had with Roxanne was the reason why we decided to pursue a different childcare center.

Great teachers. My daughter of 4 has autism and loves summer school! The teachers are very friendly…read moreand supportive to her!

On school days, between the years 1977 and 1982, you could find me dining my lunch hours away in…read morethe assembly room-cum-cafeteria at Cole Elementary, home of the Bulldogs. (RIP, 1981, mascot "K.C.". The sure-footed English bulldog strutted the school's halls for many years with his adoptive owner, School Principal Mr. McTeer, who, unfortunately, may also require an RIP.) Excluding holidays and sick days, that's about 196 days of patronage so the 1 star rating is not prematurely appointed. Indeed I gave Cafe Le Bulldog many chances to tidy up their Sloppy Joes -- and their service. Although a fan of the tater tots, spaghetti with garlic bread, and chocolate cake, I received more than one too many overcooked vegetable and one too many spoiled or leaking half pints of Vitamin D milk. The cole slaw (potential play on words neither recognized nor utilized in my 5 years of attendance) was bogged down in mayonnaise; the weiner wraps were unredeemed by the most generous application of mustard and the Sloppy Joes were, not unlike Irritable Bowel Syndrome, a chronic disappointment. Being the young connoisseur of starches that I was, I compromised by scraping the gloppy brown diarrhea-like matter off the bun and nibbling in a circle around the stain the best I could. The cafeteria was ruled by a stern hostess who received the unfortunate moniker "Raisin Butt". I suspect agriculture as much as anatomy played a role here, for raisins were -- and still are -- a major food export of the San Joaquin Valley. Many of us toted raisins in our lunch boxes and we would receive even more raisins in our trick or treat bags on Halloween. Finally, as very few of you will remember, Fresno (big city neighbor of Clovis) is the title of a 1986 TV mini series about dueling raisin estates, starring the illustrious Carol Burnett. Needless to say, there was a draconian flair about the cafeteria which sometimes made the entire dining experience -- from the process of securing one's seat to ingesting and digesting one's food a little bit terrifying. In fact, I'd like to start a research project to determine just how many of today's adult IBS sufferers were produced at Cole Elementary during Raisin Butt's reign. Once you sat down you stayed in your seat. Hot lunch kids weren't allowed to mingle with the bagged lunchers. Boys weren't allowed to mingle with girls. Or at least, boys were relegated to one side of the table and girls the other. Food was not to be shared or exchanged, although I witnessed many a pie given up under the table for the right corn dog. If a ruckus could not be pinned on the responsible party we all paid dearly -- well above our $1.00 lunch ticket price -- by observing a silent lunch hour. And if a ruckus COULD be pinned on the responsible party, well... one time I opened my Bee Gees lunch pail and a spider dashed out from beneath my cellophane-wrapped sandwich (my Mom the joker!) and, naturally, I was startled and screamed and was ordered to sit on the stage, facing my 200 or so dining companions, all of whom were so very...childish, and finish my lunch which, in the later years (minor footnote), always included a Capri Sun. This experiment in public humiliation made me cry a little bit but it also made me stronger. Now when I frequent a restaurant alone, and look up from my meal to catch a fellow patron's lingering gaze I scream, "What in the goddamn hell are you looking at?!" from my quiet little corner. Still, despite the challenges and unpleasantries of lunching at Cafe Le Bulldog, and despite the appeal or lack of appeal of the day's prix fixe menu, there was always a long line to get in. They did a stellar repeat business; I often saw the same faces ahead of or behind me in line, across from me or at the next table over. Some of their names I knew; others I did not. I had a lot of dining partners here over the years, none of whom I've retained as friends, colleagues, love interests or playmates. Mostly I just watched the minute hand tick on the clock mounted above the exit door. Which reminds me... Time for recess.

Top notch teachers, coaches and principals. Staff really cares about their students. The campus has…read morebeen going through renovations and is only getting better. Parents are encouraged to stay involved in PTC and other volunteering activities. Children are supported by after school activities and academic interventions when needed.