History
The Parish Episcopal School was originally founded as the Parish Day School in 1972 enrolling students between Pre-kindergarten through the 6th grade. It was founded by Mary Loving Blair, who served as the first head of school until 1980, when she was replaced by Gloria Snyder. It was under the administration of Gloria Snyder that the school would be expanded up to grade 12 and renamed to "The Parish Episcopal School" in 2002 (source). It was during this expansion that the school also purchased their second campus on the intersection of Midway Road and Alpha Road in Farmers Branch, Texas, which would house students from grades 3 to 12 (source). The current head of school is Dave Monaco, who replaced Snyder in 2009 (source).
Parish graduated its first high school class of approximately 46 students in May 2007; it graduated a second class of 75 students May 2008. From 2003 to 2008, the Upper School had grown from 50 students to 380, and from 5 teachers to more than 45. The Upper School curriculum includes basic college preparation classes in math, English, history, the sciences, world languages (Spanish, French, and Latin), fine arts and computer science. Honors and AP courses are also provided for students who wish to learn at a more accelerated pace. Students are expected to take a course of study which meets the entry requirements of major colleges and universities.
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