Country Day School of the Sacred Heart, commonly referred to as CDSSH, SHA, or Sacred Heart, is a private, Roman Catholic school for girls. Sacred Heart is located in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania and consists of a Lower, Middle, and Upper School with approximately 400 in enrollment. The school is a member of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Philadelphia.
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