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“An unexpected move from New York to Florida dropped me in the center of FCCS at the beginning of my sophomore year. It was a very difficult time in which I didn’t feel like I had any real roots. However, after a few months at FCCS, I knew I had found the place that I wanted to spend the rest of my high school years. The very first day, there were both students and teachers who welcomed me and all the other new students with open arms.”

“Each school has its strengths and weaknesses, but there is a great support system at FCCS to get you through any problems that might come your way. The administration has encouraged me since the day I got here, and have helped me with countless things to help me succeed. Any one who is involved in the school could tell you that it is covered in prayer from the students and the faculty. Whether it’s praying before class starts, chapel time each week, or just the interactions in the classroom, the school staff strives achieve the words of Colossians 3:23. “And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men.”

“If I had never come to FCCS, I would have missed out on some of the greatest opportunities of my life. As of my Junior year, I have personally been involved in National Honor Society, American Sign Language Honor Society, and chapel band. I also take Dual Enrollment courses through FSCJ. Different interests that you can explore include film, basketball, 3D art, or drum line. I have also built incredible friendships that will last long after graduation. I have received overwhelming support in all of these endeavors, and I will always be grateful that I got to spend most of my high school years at FCCS.”

~ Bethany Maynard

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