Many Congratulations!


We would like to offer our sincere congratulations to Eddy Jackson who received his MBE from Prince William yesterday.

Eddy received his award for his services for children with additional needs. He was Headmaster for 23 years at Highfurlong and was well loved for everything he did for our children.

Eddy had a fantastic day. Past and present pupils and staff are all very proud to know him and to be a part of the school.

Well done Eddy.

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Delivering Training as part of the Teaching School


Yesterday Highfurlong hosted a Fylde Coast Teaching School Alliance training course for Teaching Assistants.

We were very pleased to be able to facilitate this and the course was well received by all the teaching assistants who attended.

Highfurlong are proud to announce that we will be involved in delivering further courses as part of our role as strategic partner in the Teaching School alliance in the near future.

Watch out for further updates.

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What are we doing to our kids?


This post has been inspired by @nancygedge blogging about life after levels and lessons in life but has been building up bit by bit from my experiences of the past week.

Those of you who read my blogs know I am passionate about the vulnerable and disadvantaged children who are refugees of exclusion in our primary PRU. We shelter them from rejection and strive to put them back together in a new and better way so that they can learn and grow and thrive in the world.
But what sort of world are we fitting them up for?

Here’s a miscellany of jigsaw pieces that I am struggling to make a picture with at the moment.
A few days ago I got into a lather about a blog that referred to misbehaving young children as ‘toerags’. I don’t want to go over old ground as it got me unfollowed and…

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Top of the Tree

The Diary of a Not So Ordinary Boy

I am regularly infected with what seem like Good Ideas at the Time.  Swimming lessons a perfect example.  When Sam was a baby I got carried away by all the hype and took him to baby classes, where he proceeded to catch every bug going and regularly puke in the pool, much to everyone’s eternal delight, I’m sure.  Later, after I realised that it maybe wasn’t such a good idea, I transferred my enthusiasm to pre-school lessons at the local pool.  Swimming is great exercise, especially for those possessors of low muscle tone, and, living as I do in a town that is dominated by its situation at the confluence of two major English rivers, it forms an important part of life; to not sign your kids up and reserve them a place almost as soon as they are toddling is almost out of the question here.

The thing is…

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The Diary of a Not So Ordinary Boy

Yesterday evening I read this article about a care facility in Greece for children with learning, and other disabilities.

If you haven’t read it, please do.

This is one home in Greece for up to 60 children, where one nurse and one assistant are responsible for the care of up to 20 residents.  In order to help them to manage, the children are placed in caged beds – in order to give them more freedom, because before the beds were caged, the children were tied to them, and medicated.  There are more.

According to the report, the director of the centre has not been paid for almost a year.

A local doctor, who volunteers at the centre, feels that it is a great place for these children, because they have ‘lasted much longer than their average life expectancy.’

In the same district, there is a state of the art…

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