Kingsley Library

Welcome to the School Library

The school library is a welcoming and inclusive space for all students and staff. Whether you’re looking for a quiet place to read, catch up on homework or simply enjoy some downtime, the library is here for you. 

Opening Times

Monday to Thursday:

8:00 to 8:30am

3:15pm to 4pm

Fridays:

Students are encouraged to make the most of this valuable resource. Please remember to be considerate of others and help us to maintain a quiet and focussed atmosphere.
Only water is permissible in the library.

Loans

All students are allowed to borrow 4 physical books for a 2 week period. The books then meed to be returned or renewed for a further 2 weeks. A date is stamped on the 1st page stating when the book is due back. 

The ePlatform app is a dedicated eBook lending app personalised to the school library. It allows users to read eBooks anywhere, any time on multiple devices. The user-friendly interface includes full search and filtering options to make finding titles simple.

Students have instant access to eBook and Audiobook using the app:


Loan Type:

Book Borrowing Policy

Students with late books will be given a reminder and asked to return the book. 

A 30 minute detention will be issued to the student if the book is not returned the following week or sooner.

As is the school policy that all students have a book at all times as part of their equipment, failing to do so will award them with a sanction of 30 minutes detention on the day. 

Damaged or lost books will also warrant sanctions at the end of each half - term.

The Library - ‘The Girl Who Became a Tree’ by Joseph Coelho

It’s original use
overgrown in history

The grey block-work,
A barricade of teeth.
The building is round,
wooden shelves line it rotundity
like ribs inside a vast torso.

It is a library
But also
It is alive
It breathes,
It is a wood.
It is a forest.

It’s shelves have been wrestled
from every type of tree
to house these books:
Black ebony entombs
The Horror.
Bright Pine hugs
The poems,
Black-brown Cedar wraps
The Mysteries,
As broad Oak clasps
The Histories. 

The tables were hacked from Burmese Teak
To withstand all scratching.

It is a library but also not.
A library of knots.
It’s heart always a murmur. The rustling of pages
Could be mistaken for leaves.

Whenever Daphne enters after  school,
She takes three deep breaths
Of the library’s woody scent.
Listens for it’s pulse.
Closes her eyes and sees the forest
Thats just a page-turn away.