Stevens Cooperative School - Mission Statement of Stevens Cooperative School

Mission Statement of Stevens Cooperative School

The mission of Stevens Cooperative School is to provide a challenging, meaningful progressive education within a supportive and cooperative community. Through a developmentally appropriate curriculum, designed for varied learning styles, Stevens students become confident lifelong learners and responsible citizens with the skills to succeed beyond the School’s doors.

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