South Oak Cliff High School (colloquially referred to as SOC, pronounced "sock") is a public secondary school located in the Oak Cliff area of Dallas, Texas (USA). South Oak Cliff High School enrolls students in grades 9-12 and is a part of the Dallas Independent School District (DISD).
The school serves the area of Dallas known as "South Oak Cliff" (generally east of Interstate 35E and south of Illinois Avenue, though the area was never technically part of Oak Cliff). The school also has some students who live in the former Wilmer-Hutchins ISD boundaries. DISD began to take in WHISD-zoned students during the 2005-2006 school year. The entire Wilmer-Hutchins High School senior class attended South Oak Cliff.
According to the federal No Child Left Behind Act evaluation, the school "did not make adequate yearly progress" in 2004-2005. The state department of education identified this school as "in need of improvement, Year 1" for 2005-2006.
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