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  • WGHS presents Guys & Dolls! - Tickets now on sale!

    This year, the school’s talented pupils will transport audiences to 1920s New York City for our production of the beloved show Guys and Dolls. The immersive story brings to life the gritty streets of Manhattan and the lively bars of Havana, providing the backdrop for one of the most unlikely love stories in musical theatre. The pupils have already showcased their skills portraying the glitz and glamour of the Roaring Twenties during House Arts. The cast will fully recreate the vibrant world of gamblers, gangsters, showgirls, and missionaries originally depicted in the 1950 Broadway premiere. Expect an evening brimming with romance, corruption, excitement, and iconic musical numbers. We have 2 shows taking place on 2nd and 3rdJuly, tickets are £7.50 and are available on the School Box Office from 9am on Friday 14th June! To purchase tickets please click here

  • Year 8 Local Legends creative writing competition

    Our Year 8 students have competed in an in house creative writing competition following their supernatural literature through time unit. Here is an example of some of their work along with the winning piece - Thorneycroft. Thorneycroft ‘A story maker like myself must start with a gripping introduction. A dark tale. A scary tale. Working through people's fears and tweaking them like clockwork. However, I only make them worse.’ he said. With the twist of his black top hat and the tap of shoes, he emersed with listeners with his magical trance. “My first story is just that. Gripping. Intense. Horrific. My story is about a girl named Pauline Chance, born in the year 1942, who was, “unfortunately”, stuck in these twisted towers, in the year of 1958. Yes, this year.” He worked with speed and agility, transforming himself, into these amazing characters only he could create. Only he could end. Within seconds, he was Pauline Chance and with that he was ready to begin. “27th May: 2:00pm – With the click of the lock the door was shut behind me, and I was trapped within the labyrinth. Yes, I was stuck in Tettenhall Towers. The idea of being stuck in Tettenhall Towers, the idea of being stuck in this terrible maze of never-ending problems, only becoming worse as I go deeper and deeper… My grey eyes dart across the room with the fear and anticipation to come, filling my stomach with a sea of vomit so sickening, it could drag me off my feet. But how could I make these assumptions when I’m only by the entrance? How can I find a way out when I’ve only embraced by my thoughts on what to come, instead of what I’m about to do. I must explore. To find a way. To be free.” “27th May: 3:00pm – I try to stop my ginger hair lusciously flying behind, but my feet won’t. As my feet move with curiosity, a warm breeze went across my face. A disgusting breeze. A breeze so sickening that it would put me off food for the rest of the day and pulled back my green handkerchief. My green handkerchief engraved with my initials and the most important day of all: my birthday. September 15th. Mother said it was for something else. Not my birthday, however she did say the day was important. I don’t know when or what, but she said it was going to happen this year. It was the only thing to remind me of my home and family. The only thing to remind me of home. Moving. Moving. Moving. It was the only thing I did. The only thing I could hear was the rustling of my own feet. BOOM! I am at the end of the corridor, only surrounded by paintings and furniture. They look like they’ve been here for centuries, maybe thousands of years, left to be untouched by anybody. CREEK! The painting swings off its hinges and lands on the floor. Within the photo, I saw an old, wrinkly man with eyes bulging red, its blue eyes staring intently at me. The man was dressed in military uniform, blue in colour before, but black due to the dust and residue. Colonel Thorneycroft. That was his name. This place belonged to Colonel Thorneycroft.” “27th May: 4:00pm – 4’oclock. That was when the rustling started and never ended. It grew louder and louder as I get closer and closer to it. What was it? I don’t know. Will I approach it? Will I move back? Those were answers I could only answer. Room 5. That was where it was. I open the door creek by creek until the door was left fully ajar. I didn’t even take five steps. I didn’t even take five steps when I approached the dolls at the play table. The doll table, once vibrant in colour, was now brown in colour. Some places were so dark, I thought it was mould. The only pure, clean thing was the dolls themselves. Their pure blue dresses. Their pink faces. Free of mould and dust… almost as if they have been planted there recently.” “27th May: 4:30pm – Not far from the play table, was a bed freshly made. Smooth and comfortable. Soft. It reminded me of home, and cooking. It reminded me of the family I had, my friends. It reminded to me to pay attention and leave. If I could. The thoughts circled round and round me, almost overwhelming me, making my eyes come lower and lower with every breath I take. I decided to take a rest to be free of all the thoughts, when suddenly I heard shuffling. Not outside the room. Not by play table. Not by the bathroom next to me. But below me. Just as my fear began to relax, it grew. It grew and grew as the shuffling got louder and louder, almost sounding like a roar. With the roars, so came the shuffling. The bed rocked up and down, side to side, making my stomach churn. I screamed with fear and ran to the next room. No thinking. No hesitation. A decision I immediately regretted. I couldn’t take this anymore. Being stuck in this stupid tower was already enough now I have to worry about ghosts?! My breathing grew heavier and heavier as I got lower and lower to the floor. Tears streamed down my face in floods of water. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t even realise I was having a panic attack until I heard a voic-. Wait, a voice! “Are you okay?” It spoke. “Are you okay?”. That was when I heard the giggles. The giggles of a small girl. I didn’t know where. I didn’t know why. Until I saw a shadow behind the bath curtain. I pulled it back... and found a small girl. Dressed in black with two long plaits... The girl looked cute and innocent. She was a little girl completely misplaced with no parents. Just like me. “Are you okay?” I asked. “How old are you?” The sweet girl replied that she was 6 years old. But somehow, I noticed that her voice had become deeper, demonic even, and her teeth became yellow. Yellow to red. A thick, dark red liquid erupted from her mouth, the same colour as her eyes. It was blood. I am taken aback, and I desperately hurry in fear out of the bathroom and out of the room. I scrambled upstairs towards the attic, sweat running down my forehead as the thuds of two large feet came up after me. I was so scared that I didn’t even pay attention to the room I just entered. I just locked the door behind me without a second thought. The large craters. The old cobwebs at the corner of the room. The wooden planks above me. I was in the attic. I had no time to plan, only to escape. The window was bolted with impenetrable iron bars, no way of escaping. I was about to give up. That was when I heard footsteps within the attic. A ghostly breeze tingled up my spine, and I shivered with every breath I took. I could hear a tall, dark figure emerge from behind me, sure to overpower me. As I turned around. I got the full image of the figure. Its bulging red eyes. Its blue eyes staring intently at me. It was Thorneycroft.” “27th May: 6:30pm – Thorneycroft had the same demonic, and evil looking figure as the little girl. The same laugh. And the same intentions. As he leans closer and closer towards me, I try to run back to the door. But the giggles of the little girl were right behind it. I was trapped. As I inched towards the corner of the room, a tub of thick green liquid spills behind me. That and the lamp I had knocked over. That was when I noticed the smell, not the damp smell from downstairs, but a thick, intense smell. Smoke. Smoke clogged my lungs as I tried to inhale the last whisp of fresh air left. The smell had mixed with the sea of vomit that had built up in my stomach, and I felt like the vomit would finally come up in an infinite flood. The flames formed a circular shape, trapping me inside, like a prisoner stuck in a never-ending labyrinth. My screams, no matter how hard I tried, was inaudible to the outside world.” And with the twist of his black top hat and the tap of his shoes he was back. “As Pauline fell to the floor, her vision became darker and darker. The last thing she saw as she was burnt alive was Thorneycroft and the little girl. Thorneycroft and the little girl were going to be the last thing she saw... When the fire was put out, her body nor her remains were left. Only her green handkerchief and her diary.” “The funeral of Pauline Chance was held four months later in September. September 15th. The incident at Tettenhall Towers was a long-forgotten tale by many, except for her family, who remain to this day still recovering from the traumatic incident. Nobody came to pay their respects nor did the family. The grave was left desolate. Their to remain until the end of time. That was until two unexpected guests visited it. They were described as dark figures, almost demonic even: Yes, it was Thorneycroft and the little girl.” The story maker zipped up his briefcase, shut up the story, and waved goodbye. And with the twist of his top hat, and the tap of his shoes, he was gone. THE END....FOR NOW I Never Liked Pigs Running. Sprinting. Searching. My breath was slowly but surely disappearing, and I didn’t know why. Each time I couldn’t find it, each time I felt more and more trapped. I felt a lump in my throat. No, not this. This isn’t what I wanted, this isn’t what any of us wanted but now I was the only one inside, as if time had frozen for a moment and it kept freezing then unfreezing. All I could do was search for an exit. An exit that I knew wasn’t there. "Finn!" "Alex!" "Finn!!!" I call their names multiple times until my voice is hoarse but it’s no use. They can't hear me, can't see me. Like I'm in some other universe or dimension, but I do know one thing. I'm not hallucinating. All these people are here they just can't see me hear me and they appear in sudden flashes. They are all just momentarily frozen. “Nicole wasn’t usually like this. She didn’t usually go out and disappear. She doesn’t usually go off into...into…the unknown. If she did, she would’ve been with Finn and Alex and she began to cry, I don’t blame her though. For your daughter to randomly go missing and no word from her friends? I can’t imagine that. Shoulder-length brunette hair, freckles, green eyes, 5'6, 16 years old- Nicole Rose Wallis. He begins to speak as she weeps silently. She’s still a minor. 16 is still a minor! Sir I understand, I just need you and your wife to calm down a bit if she doesn’t return by tomorrow 6pm call me and I will come back. Okay, please find our daughter.” He says sighing. The Pie Factory isn't exactly what I'd imagined, isn't exactly how I thought it would look. Actually, I don't know how I thought it would look but it wasn't like this. The beige wallpaper peeling off, the floor perfectly aligned with wooden planks. It was all too perfect. Too forcefully designed to look old, but why does it need to look old if it already was. The tables were almost matching the floor and the more I stared at the ceiling the more haunted I felt. Rows. Just rows and rows all perfectly aligned with the same distance between them. The lights so dim but somehow it was bright enough to still see everything. There were a few darker spots of light but still enough. Oh, and the cardboard cutout of that lady.  She was meant to make children feel more welcome, but she only ever made me more and more scared. I never got past the entrance, and I never understood why they had two doors, 2 entrances which would usually mean 2 exits and yet I could find neither. It was all normal. Until it wasn't. Today was supposed to be a normal day hanging out with Finn and Alex. Why did we go inside the pie factory, why? I see them again. "Finn! Alex!" They can't hear me. Sit at the table with them, they'll see you then. They can help you then. They will communicate with you. But I was wrong, they didn't. MFA- multiple failed attempts. It's pointless. "Please talk to me, Finn, Alex?? They said you would reply. Th-th-they said so." Tears began to stream down my face one by one. "Finn, Alex." It's no use, my voice now at a whisper. "Where did you go?" I was about to bury my head in my hands, but just as I was about to take a seat I fell. I tripped over something. I look back and all I see is a pig. B-b-b-but why. All I can think of and all I can ask myself is why. Why would a pig be here? I turn around to get a better look and I see not just one, not just two, but sixteen pigs. Exactly thirteen. I stand up and take a seat. I'm still a bit puzzled but I ignore it. I tried to warn you, why didn't you run when you had the chance, when you saw the pigs. I warned you. “How’s your pie Alex?” Finn asked trying to create conversation in the already loud environment. "Good, you?" Alex said, taking another bite "You good mate?" he looked concerned now. "Yeah, just Nicole has been gone for a while." "Finn, take a breath. I don't know where she is so let's just call her." They reach into their pockets and realise they don't have their phones. Their phones had just disappeared. Everything started to fade until it all became a blur, and everything went silent. Nicole lay lifeless on the floor. I wake up, panting out of breath from what, I don't know. The pigs have disappeared though which is good I think, they were starting to creep me out. I think back to when I was lying on the floor, just before I went unconscious, I saw the ceiling. I look up again. They are still there. Still staring down at me. I'm all alone here, talking to myself with those statues staring down at me. I blink once more and prepare myself. Pig heads. Thirteen pig heads exactly. I never liked pigs...and they never liked me. Perfectly Normal We walked into the house as the door creaked open with years of unoiled hinges, rust flaking onto our heads. I shone my torch over the room trying to figure out why everyone stayed clear of this place. From the stories I'd read about the place, I was ready to hear a shout or some sort of noise from something that wasn't even there. Nothing. This place seemed completely normal, just old. There were cobwebs in every corner, no inch of space was free of dust. Some windows were cracked some weren't even there but there was nothing unnatural about the place. We walked further on with a few creaks of the floorboards, a mouse that ran along the floor left Callan to squeal a little. He was always bad at these sorts of things, worse than me. When he found out this place was supposedly haunted by ghosts, he was already pale in the face and that was just the thought of being here. Now he was actually inside the building, he trembled lightly and jumped at the slightest noise. He was constantly looking around with panic in his eyes. We walked up the stairs, treading lightly, we had no idea how old these stairs were or how safe they were. The further we walked up the stairs the colder the air got. I took a deep breath. No, this place was normal, it was just colder upstairs than it was downstairs. It was perfectly normal. But it just got colder and colder the further we walked; goosebumps soon ran up my arms even though I wore a jumper. What was it with this place? It was normal, just like any other house on this earth. I hoped if I kept telling myself that, it would be true. Now I knew it wasn't though, we could hear screams coming from all around us, but we were the only ones in the house. I shone the torch all around us trying to see if there was something, nothing. Just the screams and shouts surrounding us, suffocating us. Where were they coming from? They were too loud now, any other noise made was drowned out by the deafening screams. Callan brought his hands to his ears, but he could still hear them. What was this? I was regretting my decision to come in this place now. I thought that the stories weren't true, I was stupid. And why did I drag Callan along with me? I looked over at him to see if he was coping, he was staring behind me, face pale, trembling. What was scaring him so much? I turned to look; I shouldn't have turned. A figure lunged towards me, my torched dropped to the floor and decided I didn't want to remember the rest. This was the biggest mistake I had ever made.

  • Year 8 Geography trip to Carding Mill Valley - student reviews

    On Wednesday 5th June, Year 8 went to Carding Mill Valley in Shropshire, where there was many different aspects of greenery and wildlife. The purpose of going on the trip was to explore the different features of a valley, linking to our upcoming Geography lessons. We did many investigations, with a goal of exploring the velocity, bedload, gradient and width of the stream. Our experiments began at the confluence – where two streams meet – in the upper valley, with sheep, lambs and even ponies in the background at certain points. From this, we repeated our investigations in the middle and lower valley, finding the differences between each location. Overall, it was an intriguing trip, which deepened our knowledge on streams and valleys. (MW) On Wednesday 5th June, we went on a trip to Carding Mill Valley in Shropshire. We carried out many experiments in the stream, including measuring its velocity and bedload size in different areas. The valley was stunning in itself and was full of diverse wildlife and plants. There were sheep, ponies and so much more to discover. The views were picturesque and the mindful minute allowed me to realise just how lucky I was to be there, in the element of nature. (KJ)

  • Year 11 Study Leave

    Year 11 Study Leave starts today - Wednesday 8th May 2024. We have emphasised to students that staff in school will still be available to support them throughout the examination period. Should students wish to meet their subject teacher or have any questions they wish to ask, please make contact via email to arrange a convenient time to talk, either in school or via TEAMS. We would also like to reiterate that, as well as subject staff, our pastoral team will also be available to support and assist students if they are struggling. If this is the case, please do not hesitate in contacting the appropriate House Leader. Please take note of these forthcoming dates. Sixth Form Induction - Monday 1st and Tuesday 2nd July 2024 GCSE results will be available for collection at 9:00am on Thursday 22nd August 2024. We would like to take this opportunity to thank Year 11 for all their hard work so far this year and to wish them all the very best for the forthcoming examination period.

  • New Menu for the Summer Term

    Please see below the new menu for the summer team at WGHS.

  • Spring Serenade

    Come along to the Spring Serenade where our ensembles put on a night of musical excellence that features numbers from your favourite musicals and films! Tickets can be purchased by clicking here Tuesday 23rd April Doors open at 6:30pm Concert start time - 7:00pm (approx. 8:00pm finish) We look forward to seeing you there!

  • Le Cours d'Art - student review

    Following the performance of Le Cours d'Art by Onatti Productions Ltd in school last week, here is a review by Year 11 student Rianna. 'Being performed by native speakers, the play was not only authentic but also full of joie de vivre. Informative it was, but through the digestible lens of gorgeous comedy. Whilst being mirthfully hilarious, I also found the play to have deeply philosophical undertones such as human nature (the hiding of the key, a main plot device) and the dynamics between the schoolchildren in the play, which was very on brand for the French and so it had a bonafide feel to it. Enjoyable was also the way in which they related to our generation through the use of the drink Prime and various other slang words. Overall, as the French say, an incroyable experience and I feel truly grateful to have witnessed this masterpiece.'

  • Old Girl returns to share her experiences of studying medicine

    Former Girls’ High Student, Esha Vasia, returned to school on Tuesday to talk about her life after WGHS with Year 12 students. Esha, formerly of Ferrers House, is now a 5th Year medical student at the University of Birmingham. Esha did Biology, Chemistry and Maths at A Level. She also volunteered for 1 hour per week in a care home to support her university applications, alongside a part time job – she advises that to study medicine she believes human experience is essential to access the programmes. So even though her job was as a waitress in a restaurant, the human interaction and obstacles she had to overcome were equally as beneficial to her at interview to access her degree. Esha’s Key tips when looking at universities. 1.      Look at universities early! 2.      Be realistic. 3.      Have a back-up plan – if your first choice doesn’t work out have a back-up that you are still going to enjoy! 4.      UCAT – if you want to study medicine or dental programmes you must sit the UCAT, maybe consider taking courses or tuition. 5.      The Student Room – The student room is an online community for thousands of students. Looking at other people’s experiences can sometimes be helpful, but everyone is different so don’t be put off or hold too much hope. 6.      Talk to people you know in medicine – they have been where you are and are now in that working world so could offer real insight for you for life after university. 7.      Believe in yourself – confidence is key. Part of the process to being accepted for medicine or dentistry is an interview, you have to sell yourself! Esha’s university tips. 1.      Join societies – this is a great opportunity to meet new people. Also, there are lots of leadership roles as they are student led – great for medical students! Medicine have their own societies as they tend to be fairly limited on time and people on the same degree path appreciate that. 2.      Network – Linked In, Connect with people – this can be a great way to make contacts for placements, internships, summer jobs as well as after graduation. 3.      Get a part time job – again its another way to meet new people, ‘human experience’ as well as the extra money you need if you’re living away from home. With medicine they recommend no more than 10 hours per week. 4.      Prioritise yourself and your mental health!!! 5.      Consider your options – nothing is the end of the world, don’t rush, take the right path for you. Everyone is on a different timeline at medical school. Q & A 1.      Has your perception of medicine changed? People say you will get any job you want. It’s harder than I thought it would be. I will be taking tests and exams as long as I stay in the profession so you have to be prepared for that. I prefer the people side, I like talking, so I’m considering a role in Public Health. You don’t have to be a doctor there are so many options. 2.      What do you like the most about University of Birmingham? The people! There are people like me, there are really ethnically mixed areas, lots of northerners and people don’t take themselves too seriously. Most people there have similar life experiences to me. 3.      What’s your timetable like? There’s no attendance taken like at school, lectures are recorded so in 1st and 2nd year if you aren’t there you can catch up. If you are a good student it’s 9-5 timetable. In the later years it very self-led with placements, teaching in hospitals, again it’s 9-5 really. 4.      Will the level of degree affect your career choice? Medicine works differently, there’s no firsts or 2:1 or anything it’s a pass. I don’t think hospitals have access to scores they just no you have a degree in medicine. That’s why its so important to network and connect with people and companies linked with your university. 5.      How did you revise for your A Levels? I’m a crammer so left it late which I wouldn’t advise. Past papers work well for me too. Everyone is different though – I’m not great for revising. I’d advise keep good habits now. Take notes and go over them because then when you come to revise the information is already there. 6.      Did your grade improve from your mocks? Yes, I did terribly in mocks – you can always turn things around! 7.      Do you have any advice for Interview Questions to go into medicine? Always be respectful to all career paths. If you are asked about doctor versus nursing  talk about the leadership qualities needed to be a doctor and that is what you are interested in but always acknowledge the importance of all paths in medicine. 8.      Would you get a job at University? Yes, I’d advise to. It gives you more money and experience. If you can balance it and it doesn’t affect your mental health and you can enjoy it, do it. 9.      Why pick University of Birmingham? For me it was a more academic university; its campus based and close to home. I love that its campus based, everything happens there, nights out, student events it feels safer. Also, first years all live together so its good to make friends. 10.  How do you know which Uni’s link to companies for placements and jobs after graduation? Look at league tables; talk to people; research – you can usually see where university courses might link to large companies in the area that specialise in that field. Again networking is really important too. 11.  How do you decide whether to live at home or away at Uni? For me I lived at Uni for the 4 years but have moved back home in my 5th year. Living at Uni is great, but it can be hard on your own, especially if you moved further away from home as you have a limited support system. I don’t think I could have done my 5th year at Uni so I’m glad I moved home, luckily my parents aren’t too strict. I’d say its important to find a balance if you live away. Don’t come home every weekend because you miss out and it might be more difficult to make friends. Definitely do what’s best for you – don’t risk your mental health!

  • Footballers to represent Wolverhampton in France over Easter.

    A huge congratulations to 3 of our Year 8 students who have been selected to represent Wolverhampton for Football at an international tournament. They will be participating in the under 13’s Mediterranean Girls Cup in France during the Easter holidays. Esme plays as a central defender - ‘I am looking forward to seeing where the other teams come from and the experience of playing with the team overseas.’ Harmani plays in midfield - ‘This is a great opportunity to see teams across Europe and how they play and compare to us.’ Tilly-Mai plays central midfield - ‘It’s going to be fun! I’m looking forward to the experience and spending time with friends in the district team.’ This is a fantastic opportunity, well done girls on being selected. All of us at WGHS are extremely proud of you!

  • A level students visit Tallinn, Estonia!

    A group of Year 12 and 13 Russian and History A Level students recently embarked on a trip to Tallinn, primarily to discover the influence of the Soviet Union and the Cold War on Estonia.  Students were shocked to learn that thousands of Estonians were deported to Siberia and other places in the Soviet Union under Stalin.  We visited a number of sites of interest including the Vabamu Museum of Occupations and Freedom, the KGB Prison Cells, the KGB Museum and a graveyard for discarded statues of former Soviet leaders. There were definitely times of light relief which included a marzipan and pelmeni making workshop followed by dinner in a traditional Russian restaurant.  Students spent an exciting evening at the ballet to see Louis X1V, Sun King and also had a wonderful opportunity to explore the old city of Tallinn despite the temperature being minus 13! A visit to Kadriorg Palace, built by Peter the Great for his wife and to the small house that he preferred to live in, took us all back in time to the 18th century. Tallinn is a beautiful city to visit and the trip was a truly educational experience.

  • Year 10 Netball team are City Champions!

    On Tuesday 27th February, WGHS hosted the Year 10 City netball tournament. A total 13 teams entered to play in the tournament from schools across the city. We are extremely proud to announce that the Year 10 team won all of their games and were crowned the City Champions! They have also now qualified to go on to represent Wolverhampton in the South Staffordshire County Schools Tournament in November 2024. A huge congratulations to the team and well done to everyone who played.

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