Kahlil Gibran School

i actually know everyone who wrote the reviews this actually a decent school some of the teachers are loving and supporting some are cruel and evil some principals are super nice and the rest are boring or evil .
there used to be a nice assitance sorry about spelling its my key board , then she retired thats the reason i think its a pretty good school i have more to say but whatever

I do not like this school it is the worst school I went to in my entire life I been going there since first grade and the teachers suck didn't learn a dam thing I'm in 7th grade now the math teacher didn't teach me anything neither did any of the other teachers the principal oh don't even get me started with her she sucks she disrespects the parents treats them like there kids so it would be best to not send your children to that school your child will have hell going there

Are you kidding me! !! This school is a joke. They came out on the news as the school with the most failing students. This principal does not care for her children's well being or academic success. She's propaganda: puts up a good front in the public eye but could care less behind every parents back. She lacks respect for parents and verbally abuses children while they are in her care with her unwarranted and unnecessary disrespectful opinions and comments. Wish she would be more concerned and focused on her students success rate. After all their success, is a reflection of her and her staffs hard work, dedication and profession abilities and skills. But no they're only in it for a pay check and a medical. People like her and 90% of her teachers have ruined today's school system. Propoganda I say! Just like her website photo. She looks so pretty on the school website photo and in person, she looks like she wears clay for make-up.

When I lived in New York, this was the elementary school I went to for first grade. I didn't see much of it. I just remember a benevolent lady giving my brother and me a tour around the school and my first grade teacher being really cruel - she directed me to sit in time-out when I harmlessly tossed a pen to a classmate who politely asked for one. In return, I made her feel guilty by crying during the time-out - and yes, she did feel guilty. Directly after winter break, I had to move yet again and had to continue the rest of my first grade year elsewhere. However, I was disappointed when I had to leave because I had my first best friend whom I still haven't apologized to. We met when a couple of guys from my class were pulling on my backpack tags during our walk to the gym for dismissal to wait for the buses, and I had to keep turning around to tell them to stop. Being the boneheads that they were, they continued and I eventually turned around to yell at one of them. The person I yelled at, however, was not from my class and definitely did not deserve to be yelled at. He claimed that he didn't do it, I believed him, and he told me that he knew of me because he saw my brother and me around the gym - he knew that we were the new kids around the school, too. The guys from my class stopped pulling on my backpack tags and my new friend and I headed to the gym together. It was the start of a great friendship - until I found out that I was moving again and since I was afraid of breaking the bad news to him, I told him that I no longer wanted to be his friend to make him angry at me instead of being sad about me leaving. We were both sad and we didn't talk to each other for an entire week - the same week was the week before winter break and also my last week in Kahlil Gibran. He came up to me two days after when he saw me all by myself in the cafeteria table and he kindly told me something I still regret ever answering: "If you want to be friends again, all you have to do is say so." Of course I was an idiot to reply: "No, I don't want to be your friend." I had not realized that our generation's newly advancing technology allowed us to keep in contact with our long-distance friendships and that lack of realization brought me to make the worst decision of my life. It was the last that I saw of him and probably the last I'll ever see of him. I apologize that this irrelevant childhood story was included in a review about the school itself, but I feel that if he happens to look in the reviews about our old school, then he might see this and remember me because I certainly have not forgotten about him.

I'm sorry and I wish that one random day, I'll be able to meet you again and apologize in person.

This is a horrible school. i go there and i am happily leaving this pathetic excuse for a learning center. the teachers are horrible and the princables are both stuck up brats. if you can avoid this shool do it because right now it feels like a dictatorship that you cannot escape. if you read this dont waste your time on this place because overall its not worth it