History
The school is one of the oldest in Singapore, having been founded in 1888 by Miss Sophia Blackmore, a missionary from Australia. It began as a one-room school for girls in Cross Street, Singapore, with eight Peranakan students. The school was known as Telok Ayer Girls' School.
In 1912, a donation of $5,000 from an American named Mr Fairfield allowed the school to construct a new school building on a site provided by the government at Neil Road. The relocated school was renamed Fairfield Girls' School. It was then renamed Fairfield Methodist Girls' School in 1958.
In 1983, the school moved into a new campus at Dover Road. At that point, the school began to admit male students, becoming the first co-educational Methodist school in Singapore. The primary and secondary sections of the school were also separated to become Fairfield Methodist Primary School and Fairfield Methodist Secondary School, though both schools remain housed in the same campus and shared some facilities.
Fairfield Methodist Secondary School became an autonomous school in 1996, recognised by the Ministry of Education for its academic and co-curricular achievements.
The school's stated aim is that every pupil shall become an Active Lifelong Learner and an Influential Leader.
Read more about this topic: Fairfield Methodist School (Secondary)
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