Upper Saddle River School District

The Upper Saddle River School District is a community public school district that serves students in Kindergarten through eighth grade in Upper Saddle River in Bergen County, New Jersey, United States.

For grades 9-12, public school students attend the Northern Highlands Regional High School in nearby Allendale, which serves students from Allendale, Ho-Ho-Kus, Upper Saddle River, and some students from Saddle River.

As of the 2008-09 school year, the district's three schools had an enrollment of 1,371 students and 111.5 classroom teachers (on an FTE basis), for a student–teacher ratio of 12.3.

Read more about Upper Saddle River School District:  Schools, Administration

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