This is The Guardian.

An inspirational school in Impossible Times by Ida Edimarium.

Take a short bus ride southeast from under the dome of the Queen's College on Oxford High Street,

pass the aloof spires of Mordland College and beneath them the tourists wobbling in their rented punts,

pass the botanical gardens, the cricket fields and skulls of Mordland College School,

the ifly road sports ground where Roger Bannister ran his four-minute mile,

passed assigned for the city of Oxford Rowing Club,

and the city begins to thin into green surrounding hills and a view as Cardinal Newman once wrote to a friend from his rooms in Rose Hill,

too good for me.

That was in 1831.

A century later, in the 1930s, a housing estate was built there.

It was intended for those coming, often from defunct mines in Wales,

to work in the Morris, now the mini factory at Cowley.

By the time of the Second World War, the city had built 2,000 dwellings here.

They fan out from a large grassy roundabout called the Oval,

along the northern side of which sits a long, low slung building, Rose Hill Primary School.

The school was built exactly 70 years ago.

Its light-airy classrooms, hygienic cloakrooms and toilet facilities,

its well-surfaced playground and excellent heating system should,

said the new head of the infant school, be the right of every child.

At the time, the principal of Jesus College also gave a speech,

claiming that not even at the public schools of Winchester and Westminster were the classrooms as fine.

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