Clay Local School District

Clay Local School District

The Clay Local School District (CLSD) is located four miles (6 km) north of the Portsmouth, Ohio, city limits on U.S. Route 23 in Clay Township in Scioto County—which is 85 miles (137 km) south of Columbus, Ohio; 50 miles (80 km) west of Huntington, West Virginia; and 100 miles (160 km) east of Cincinnati, Ohio. Clay is a rural Ohio public school district serving 600 students in grades pre-K through 12 in Southern Ohio. With the creation of a high school (Clay Township High School) for the district in 1940, students for the first time were able to graduate from a Clay Local School District building.

Clay Junior–Senior High School is one of three buildings currently being used in the district. Rubyville Elementary School (4–6), on Maple Benner Road at the intersection of State Route 139, and Rosemount Primary School (K–3), on Rose Valley Road just off Rosemount Road in Rosemount, Ohio, are the other two buildings.

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