Houses
The school used to have only two houses, North and South. Pupils were split into these for a year long interhouse competition. Nowadays, there are five houses: Bruce (Blue), Craigievar(Green), Dunecht (Yellow), Greyfriars(White) and Marischal (red). Now due to budget cuts there is only four: Craigievar(Green), Dunecht (Yellow), Greyfriars(White) and Marischal (red). The interhouse competition now (as of 2009) contains a tug of war competition. It also has Tutor Team Challenges for each yeargroup, cross country and a Just a Minute competition in which pupils have to speak for a minute on a given subject without hesitation, repetition or deviation. 2010's Winners were Greyfriars House for the third year in succession.
At the end of the session 2010/2011, the "Bruce" house was dissolved, and the Bruce pupils were divided amongst the 4 remaining houses.
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Famous quotes containing the word houses:
“It breedeth no small offence and scandal to see and consider upon the one part the curiosity and cost bestowed by all sorts of men upon their private houses; and on the other part the unclean and negligent order and spare keeping of the houses of prayer by permitting open decays and ruins of coverings of walls and windows, and by appointing unmeet and unseemly tables with foul cloths for the communion of the sacrament.”
—Elizabeth I (1533–1603)
“Strange that so few ever come to the woods to see how the pine lives and grows and spires, lifting its evergreen arms to the light,—to see its perfect success; but most are content to behold it in the shape of many broad boards brought to market, and deem that its true success! But the pine is no more lumber than man is, and to be made into boards and houses is no more its true and highest use than the truest use of a man is to be cut down and made into manure.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
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—John Steinbeck (1902–1968)