Wendell Phillips Academy High School

Wendell Phillips Academy High School (commonly known as Phillips) is a public 4-year high school located in the Bronzeville neighborhood on the southside of Chicago, Illinois, USA. It is part of the Chicago Public Schools and is managed by the Academy for Urban School Leadership. It is named for the noted American abolitionist Wendell Phillips. It was the first predominantly black high school in Chicago.

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