Our noble style greets us with encouragement at the dawn of a new school day. It reminds us of our pride and resilience and meet and point as we collaborate in a pavor individual way. You might have to dodge a sweeping seagull with due blades of grass on your shoes. The salty air acts like our force-build, an environment to prosper and you simply can't lose. Familiar faces flood through the corridors, friendship groups, forming and expanding. The sound of joy suits us in the classroom and achievements are constantly landing. Miss Almed always ready to crack a joke. Miss Martin will floor all trousers and docks. Mr Rose bringing rhythm to equations and drums. Mr Ellis providing soundtracks for designers. Miss Douglas with the open arms of friendship. Mr P brings us warmth in his wisdom and his scones. Miss Crow with award-winning inspiration. Our teachers are a pick and mix of perfect personalities. This is drama and reminiscing. And humour and praise. This is confidence and commitment. And teamwork that's tremendous. From the nerves of year seven. To the pride of year eleven. We all bloom as we take our different paths. From rewards and certificates to friendships and lessons in life. It's all about learning with a laugh. It's not a school, it's a family. We're not pupils with friends. And the stag will see us off as we'll never die on.