Mulberry School for Girls

This school is a place where dreams go to shrivel up and die. The building smells like a combination of despair and overcooked broccoli. The chairs are designed by someone who clearly wanted children to suffer, and the desks wobble like they're trying to escape the room.

The bell schedule feels like it was made by someone randomly spinning a wheel. You could be learning about the French Revolution one second and then be forced into a locker room that smells like wet socks and defeat the next.

The food? Let’s talk about the food. Imagine someone took cardboard, dipped it in lukewarm mystery gravy, and served it with a side of sadness. That would be gourmet compared to what’s on offer.

The teachers range from mildly disinterested to genuinely confused about why they’re even there. Asking questions is like summoning a ghost—rare, spooky, and always met with blank stares.

As for the Wi-Fi, you’d have better luck communicating with smoke signals. The only consistent thing about this school is how consistently disappointing it is.

I was a student here in the 00’s. I was segregated by the other pupils for one reason only, I was English and white. I was relentlessly racially bullied here for 3 years of my life, verbally and physically. The school did absolutely nothing to help me. My mum had numerous meetings at the school and their solution was to isolate me from all lessons and break times, I sat in a room on my own for 1 and a half years. Absolutely disgusting. Let’s hope their policies and procedures, when it comes to racial bullying, had now been improved!!!

Not happy with the school at all.

Unfortunately this school was useless. They are the reason why I am dealing with A Levels so badly in a better school.

it’s alright.They could put more effort into educating lessons. they shouldn’t be so strict on homework and they should allow children to be themselves a bit more.