Our Own English High School Sharjah
Our Own English High School in Sharjah is a branch of the GEMS Education chain of schools started by Sunny Varkey across the United Arab Emirates. The school follows and is affiliated with the CBSE curriculum.
The school initially started in 1982 with 55 students and 5 teachers in Ajman. The school today has over 200 teachers and provides education to 10000 students. Until 2007, the school followed a split shift pattern, with girls and the kindergarten attending school in the morning and the boys attending the school in the afternoon. In September 2007, a separate branch was created for boys.
The Executive Principal of the school is Dr. Farooq Wasil. Wasil, who has a doctorate specializing in Education, joined GEMS in 1986 and assumed charge of Our Own English High School, Sharjah in 1994. He is also Director – Asian Schools for GEMS. He was honoured with the National Teacher Award awarded by the Ministry of Human Resources in September 2005. The Boys Branch has its own principal who is Mr. Thomas Mathew. He has been awarded the best teacher award by the Government Of India. By 2012 Our Own English High School, Sharjah received 13 educational award for the outstanding academic excellence. Our Own English High School is one of the high rated school in the region.
The school is one out of many with online homework assignments and is well equipped with an auditorium, A.V room, Labs, Projectors, Library etc.
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