Imperial Society of Teachers of Dancing

The Imperial Society of Teachers of Dancing (ISTD) is a leading dance teaching and examination board based in London, England, and operating internationally. Established on 25 July 1904 as the Imperial Society of Dance Teachers, it changed to its current name in 1925 and is now a registered educational charity. The ISTD provides training in a range of dance styles, with examination syllabi for students, and training courses for people wishing to become certified dance teachers. The work of the ISTD is organised into two main boards, one for Dancesport and the other for Theatre dance. The society also incorporates the Cecchetti Society, which exists to preserve the Cecchetti method of classical ballet training. The ISTD is an awarding body recognised by the Qualifications and Curriculum Authority and the Council for Dance Education and Training and is also a member of the British Dance Council. The ISTD is also represented on the committees of numerous other arts, dance and culture related organisations.

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