Haines City High School
For other uses of the acronym HCHS, see HCHS (disambiguation).
Haines City Senior High School | |
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Location | |
2800 Hornet Drive Haines City, FL 33844 United States |
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Information | |
Type | Public |
Motto | Breaking Molds - Building Bridges |
Established | 1922 |
Principal | Sue Braiman |
Enrollment | 1625 |
Hours in school day | 7 Hours, 5 minutes |
Color(s) | Kelly Green, White and sometimes Black |
Athletics | Football, Soccer, Baseball, Softball, Volleyball, Basketball (Girls & Boys), Swimming, Cross Country Running |
Athletics conference | 3A |
Mascot | Hornet |
Rivals | Ridge Community High School, Lake Wales High School |
Information | PHONE: (863) 421-3281 or (863) 421-3282 FAX: (863) 422-3283 |
Website | HainesCityHighSchool.com |
Haines City Senior High School (HCHS) is a public high school in Haines City, Florida. The school has existed in three separate locations.
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