ADMISSION NOTICE SESSION 2024 - 2025 : Admission open for Pre Nursery and Nursery
Mansur Habibullah Memorial School, formerly known as South End School was established in the year 1979 by Syed Abul Mansur Habibullah. He was the former speaker of West Bengal Legislative Assembly & Law Minister, Govt. of West Bengal. The school started with only 30 boys and girls. However, it made good progress over the years, and the strength has now become 2000 (approx). It obtained its affiliation from the Council for Indian School Certificate Examinations (C.I.S.C.E) in 1989. It is a Co-educational English medium school with classes from Pre-Nursery to class XII. The objective of of the school is always to create a healthy environment for the students to facilitate real education. We strive to provide more focus to students to express themselves and cultivate their individual excellence.The school caters to the needs of the students and provides an all-round development of the students.
To provide the best learning environment, academic standards and practices for a progressive and holistic education which fosters quality and excellence for the development of whole personality of children. To engage, inspire and challenge all our children to become productive citizens, visionary leaders and optimistic contributors to the society, the country and the world.
"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams."- Eleanor Roosevelt.
Grandparents are the senior most member of our family. They are the most experienced and respected elders in our family. Since I get to visit my grandparents occasionally, I try to utilise my time with them to the fullest and get pampered by them to the utmost. They give us valuable advice that is necessary in our future. Grandparents are very loving and caring person but when we make mistakes they try to show us the right path. When I visit them I help them in the household work and go for a walk with them. I love my grandparents from the core of my heart. I am very grateful to God for gifting me so kind and caring grandparents.
The sun rises everyday with rays of hope
But for me it is the moon who has the rope
In the victory of enlightment;
To nullify all the adjustments ,
From making my mother smile,
Till making my father feel the pride.
I quietly sit near the window pane,
Thinking about how my life is in vain.
Then I see the gleaming moon,
Depending on the sun for her light ;
Still never losing her glint !
Her divine beauty , grace and admiration ,
Is beyond appreciation.