A hundred and fifty years, and still learning.
St Elowen’s is a great, rambling house at the end of a long drive, and it is also a way of going on. Here is the school as the school knows itself: where it came from, who keeps it, and the small daily things that turn a building into a home.
The Foundress
A girl at a school on the Seine, who came home to Kent and built a school of her own, and kept a light burning in its tower.
A welcomeFrom the Headmistress
Every girl arrives believing she must earn her place. It is Miss Winthrop’s privilege to tell her she already has it.
Elm, Oak, HollyThe Houses
Three houses, three virtues, one Cup. Oak has held it three years running. Elm would very much like it back.
The registerThe Traditions
The Star of Promise. The school song. The founding legend. The Lantern Parade, which is the school’s most beautiful night.
Beat by beatThe Year
A term at St Elowen’s, from the drive and the trunks to the going-home day and the one lost games shoe.
The grown-upsThe Staff
Miss Winthrop. Matron. Miss Larkspur in the Library. And Mr Wells, who keeps the light, and has for sixty years.