North Shore Middle School is located in Hartland, Wisconsin and was built in 1997 by C.G. Schmidt. The school has 462 staff and students. The building has the "appearance" of a left hand, with the palm of the hand being the commons/lunch. The thumb is the office. The index finger is the 6th grade wing, and the middle finger is the specials wing. The ring finger is the 7th grade wing and the pinky finger is the 8th grade wing. North Shore has all the core subjects which includes social studies, language, literature, science, C.R.E.W (Cultivating Recreation, Education, and Wellness), and Math. It also has electives such as French and Spanish, Band, Choir, S.T.E.M (Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathematics), Drama, and Art. The school also offers extracurricular activities such as student council, chess club, basketball, volleyball, musicals, video game club, Battle of the Books, Math 24, Dodgeball club, and more. Most of these activities occur before or after school.
Read more about North Shore Middle School: C.R.E.W., Foreign Language Classes, Band, Theatre, Student Council, Math 24, Jazz Band, Dodgeball Club, Musical, S.T.E.M., Basketball, Volleyball, Choir, Honors Choir, Treble Choir
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