In this three-part series, we analyze Success Academy’s performance on the just-released 2014 New York state assessments, attempt to evaluate claims that Success Academy’s achievement may be the result of biased inputs, and finally look at some aspects of the model which make the school unique.

Nothing succeeds, they say, like success — and no students registered more jaw-dropping results on this year’s English and math tests than those attending the 22 charter schools run by Success Academy Network.

Critics and boosters, pay attention.

I’ll have what she’s having.

New York’s latest round of state test results were released last week, and the biggest news is the scores posted by Success Academy, the network of 22 charter schools throughout New York City run by Eva Moskowitz.

Now Eva’s done it; really done it.

The already-controversial Eva Moskowitz committed the one sin that can only worsen the attacks against her and bolster attempts to block her plans to expand her Success Academy charter network: Her kids killed it on the state tests.

Success Academy is living up to its name.

Seven out of the state’s 15 top-scoring schools on math proficiency tests this year were Success Academy charter schools — the same network targeted by Mayor de Blasio earlier this year in a fight over classroom space.

Success Academy dramatically outperformed the rest of New York City.

When Akihiko Takahashi was a junior in college in 1978, he was like most of the other students at his university in suburban Tokyo. He had a vague sense of wanting to accomplish something but no clue what that something should be. But that spring he met a man who would become his mentor, and this relationship set the course of his entire career.

 In 2012 I moved from Mississippi to New York City to teach at a charter elementary school in Harlem. My 27 fifth grade students had reading levels ranging from third to eighth grade. They grew up speaking 14 different languages in their homes, which were scattered from the far reaches of Brooklyn to the South Bronx. I had spoken word poets, Lego masters, dancers, and chess fiends. One gave me a hug every hour, on the hour. Others had to be coaxed into speaking.