The Springs - A Montessori School

Today was the last day at the Springs for the younger of two kids to graduate. It's a sad day because we so highly value the administration, teachers, and anyone else in the school. The school is incredibly welcoming to families, bright and clean, and loving. Both of my sons left well prepared for public elementary school. They are loving, kind, happy and intellectually curious kids, with good reading, writing and math skills. We will be forever grateful for the time at the Springs.

Updating in 2024 - my children have flourished here in the last 3 years making up for all the social interaction lost in the early months being covid born kids. Additionally, The Spring’s Administration has made positive changes over the last 2 years in regards to communication and I could not be more comfortable. They address issues quickly and try to work with parents while maintaining their rules and work Environments. There have been considerable turnovers but I think that’s happening everywhere and the replacements have been good for our kids!

I was weary of the school based on negative reviews on other websites, but we still enrolled our daughter. Just a few days into the program, I pulled her out because the staff was negligent. She developed a bleeding diaper rash on the second day from not being changed frequently enough. When I’d pick her up, she would cry for food and water. She’s only 14 months and can’t fully feed herself and I fear they weren’t taking the time or effort to feed her at the school.

Poor communication and gaslighting. Owners should work closely with their administration staff to set expectations for applicants. Don’t apply because they’ll make you think you’ll get the spot for your child, and charge you an application fee. After a month of lackluster communication and trying to reach their admin, they’ll gaslight you and shrug their shoulders.

Update 07/03/2024: 7/3/24 Just emailed for the update: There will be no spot for Toddlers until Summer 2025 (if there is any space open) - at least 16 months from the date we put in the NON- REFUNDABLE register fee. Update after the response: We simply require the answer to proceed, not to wait nearly a month with frustration. Additionally, the timeline you responded to Phi is not accurate, and we received no callback or email until we actively reached out. The reply suggested emailing Dan directly, but there was no email address provided. Moved to Virginia with my 12-month-old baby from our beloved Boston, envisioning a fresh start filled with promise. With hopeful anticipation, I submitted our application to the local school on April 22nd, eager for my little one to embark on their educational journey. But instead of swift confirmation, days stretched into a month-long ordeal of uncertainty. On April 24th, a glimmer of hope emerged as the school contacted me, seeking additional details. Filled with optimism, I promptly responded, pouring my heart into each word, hoping to secure a spot for my precious child. However, my inbox remained hauntingly silent, devoid of the reassurance I craved. Growing restless, I attempted to follow up on April 26th, only to be met with promises of a callback. The days ticked by, each one laden with anxious anticipation. By April 29th, I had missed their return call, but I wasted no time in dialing back, clinging to the hope that this time, my concerns would be addressed. Yet, despite their assurances, the silence persisted, leaving me in a state of limbo. Frustrated but undeterred, I reached out once more on May 2nd, still awaiting the elusive call from Elisa, the bearer of answers. Yet again, my efforts were met with nothing but empty promises and unfulfilled expectations. The days blurred together as I anxiously awaited any sign of progress. By May 7th, my patience wore thin as I dialed the school yet again, my heart heavy with apprehension. The endless waiting for Elisa's response felt like an eternity, each passing moment intensifying my longing for resolution. Desperation mounting, I resorted to a direct plea on May 10th, reaching out to Elisa in a last-ditch effort to elicit a response. With each passing day, the weight of uncertainty bore down on me, overshadowing even the simplest joys. Today, May 13th, at 8:28 am, I summoned the courage to call the school once more, my voice trembling with anticipation. Just minutes later, at 8:37 am, an email notification flashed on my screen, shattering the fragile hope I had clung to for so long. With trembling hands, I read the words that confirmed my worst fears - my baby had been denied admission. Heart heavy with disappointment, I made my way to the school, hoping for a shred of compassion in the face of such crushing news. But instead of solace, I was met with indifference as Elisa callously dismissed my anguish with a casual remark. "That's how it works," she uttered, oblivious to the shattered pieces of my heart strewn before her. Throughout the town, schools were generously offering waived fees and reduced tuition, a ray of hope for families, including mine, burdened by the financial pressures of education. Despite the tempting offers, I remained loyal to my school, a decision I now regret as one of the most foolish choices I've made.