Paris District High School

Paris District High School (PDHS) is a regional high school in Paris, Ontario, Canada. The school itself was built in 1923, replacing the previous Grammar School which had been built in 1858, and was known officially as Paris High School until a large addition was constructed in the late 1960s.

In 2004, PDHS serves students from Paris and other towns found in the immediate area, including St. George, Drumbo, Burford, Princeton and Glen Morris. The school maintains rigorous academic standards, with over 30% of the Class of 2001 graduating as Ontario Scholars.

Rugby union, basketball and volleyball are popular with both boys and girls, and Paris teams often compete in the annual province wide OFSAA championships. Outside of school sponsored sports, PDHS students are involved in activities such as ice hockey, ringette, inline skating and skateboarding. Hockey is especially popular, with several PDHS students and youth from the general area advancing to the Ontario Hockey League in recent years.

Read more about Paris District High School:  Notable Alumni and Staff

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