Fort Street High School is a co-educational, academically selective, public high school currently located at Petersham, an inner western suburb of Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
Established in 1849, it is the oldest government high school in Australia, and today, it remains a public school operated by the New South Wales Department of Education and Training (DET). Fort Street High School is renowned for the accomplishments that its graduates have achieved, and as a selective school, it draws students from across metropolitan Sydney and across the multicultural spectrum.
To avoid confusion due to the school's history of separation, amalgamation, and eventually, its relocation; the present school is designated Fort Street High School, Petersham for official government purposes.
The school's motto is "Faber est suae quisque fortunae", translated from Latin as "Every man is the maker of his own fortune", which derives from a speech by the Roman dictator, censor and consul Appius Claudius Caecus against Cineas.
Fort Street High School has a sister school, Suginami Sogo High School, in Tokyo, Japan.
In 2010 The Age reported that Fort Street High School ranked equal fourth among Australian schools based on the number of alumni who had received a top Order of Australia honour.
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