Houses
Haydon used to have five houses which were:
- Discovery
- Challenger
- Voyager
- Endeavour
- Pioneer
Each house is named after space craft, including three space shuttles; there was an unfortunate introduction to the house system, since the Space Shuttle Challenger disintegrated, and one of the crew members was a teacher; despite the unintended connotations, the name stood.
There are two/three forms in each house per year, to a maximum of 12. Each form has 25 students. A form is identified by the year, the house and a number. This last number is either 1, 2, 3 or 4. (Though one year will never have all four forms, most have 2, and some have 3). Odd numbers represent forms that study French and Italian, whilst even numbers represent forms studying German and Spanish. For example 9P1 would be a year nine form, in Pioneer with students studying French and Italian.
The houses have different colours. Challenger is red, Discovery is yellow, Pioneer is purple, Voyager is green and Endeavour is blue. Since 2004, students have worn ties in their house colours, and since 2009 students have their conduct cards coloured according to their house. Each year when the school's Sports Day takes place, students are not required to wear uniform, but are encouraged to wear clothes matching their house colour. For five years in a row Challenger house has won sports day.
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Famous quotes containing the word houses:
“I like old people when they have aged well. And old houses with an accumulation of sweet honest living in them are good. And the timelessness that only the passing of Time itself can give to objects both inside and outside the spirit is a continuing reassurance.”
—M.F.K. Fisher (1908–1992)
“A feeble man can see the farms that are fenced and tilled, the houses that are built. The strong man sees the possible houses and farms. His eye makes estates, as fast as the sun breeds clouds.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)
“The new American finds his challenge and his love in the traffic-choked streets, skies nested in smog, choking with the acids of industry, the screech of rubber and houses leashed in against one another while the townlets wither a time and die.”
—John Steinbeck (1902–1968)