Royal St George’s College

As someone who went to the school for two years, I know what it’s like inside its half-​finished cathedral and unevenly-​leveled hallways. Two types of boys go to this school. A few are snobs (like I was at the time) who mistakenly think that a private system will give them a better education. The vast majority, though, are boys who are too messed up to manage in a public system and so need to pay their teachers to hold their hands through school.
During my first year there, the boys relentlessly tormented me. They’d write on my locker, shove me into lockers, heckle me whenever I passed and destroy whatever I wasn’t watching. My mum and I met several times with the headmaster and vice principal pleading with them to intervene but they would say that I was taking my bruises and destroyed property too seriously; the boys actually liked me a lot and bullying is how they expressed it.
Most of the criminality that occurs at the school gets covered up by the administration who discourages students and staff from letting anything leak. During my first year there, one student (already with a criminal record) got ‘transferred out’ for threatening to kill another student. The OAC class pulled a ‘prank’ by vandalising the school to the point that it had to be closed early and a cleaning crew brought in. One of the students from this ‘prank’ got expelled for destroying a teacher’s classroom and traumatising her so that she had to take the rest of the week off, but he still went on to the university of his choice with nobody the wiser. One student wrote an anonymous letter to the school newspaper explaining how afraid he was of students finding out that he was gay and only got a sympathetic response from one of the other teachers. Some teachers told us old stories about sexual abuse or questionable behaviour which the school covered up by transferring teachers or students in and out.
The only good part of the school was that the teachers did pay more attention to students, hold their hands and bent the rules to make sure that they’d get into whatever university they wanted. For example, after my father donated money to the school, I was allowed to hand in assignments months late without penalty.
Most importantly, RSGC is not a ‘university prepatory school,’ as it advertises. Despite graduating in the top tier of my class and being repeatedly told that I would be just fine at university, I had a breakdown at U of T (see *that* review), nearly failed out and withdrew after second year. Ironically, the friends I left behind from public school are now doctors and professors!

Although it probably costs an arm and a leg to go to this school, my bf turned out to be a fine young gentleman as a result of attending this fine all boys institution.
The campus isn’t that large, and the gym isn’t too large either (from what i noticed when i visited this school). the impression i get is that they’re not all about athletics. they don’t have any grassy knolls to play, but it is all black top. the school is attached to this enormous church next to it, the inside of the cathedral is so grand. this school is HUGELY different from private schools that i have seen in the states. its actually more PRIVATE and costs around $ 20−30k for each school year (insanely expensive).
The main administration building is like this large house converted into office, and has this mahogany library feel. you see the plaque of when the school was deemed «royal» by the duchess of kent.
they have very strong alumni relations at this school and if you’re still around, most are very involved with the well being and prestige of this school.