Bethlehem Central Middle School is a school in the Bethlehem Central School District. The town that this school is located in is Bethlehem, New York. The school holds 6th, 7th, and 8th graders. It was formerly the district's high school from 1932 to 1952. As a result of this, the words "Bethlehem Central High School" are still etched in the doorway of the building.
The school is so large that it is separated into four groups, or houses as they call it. These were formed in the late 1990s and were known as Hudson, Patroon 1, Patroon 2, and Knickerbocker. The houses recently changed for the 2007 - 2008 school year, with Hudson and Knickerbocker merging, and Patroon 1 and 2 merging. The houses have become Mohawk 1 and Mohawk 2, and Patroon 1 and Patroon 2. These names were selected in a school- wide poll of students. There has been a multi-million dollar construction project in the middle school recently, still going on. There was a new wing added on the school that is now housing Patroons 6-1 and 6-2, and Knickerbocker 7. Hudson recently moved back to the new renovated floors in the old wing. Some Knickerbocker 6 classes are in the new wing. The houses are now renamed as Mohawk and Patroon house. There are 2 semi-houses divided between Patroon. (Patroon 1&2)
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