THINK back to when ‘zoom’ simply meant the sound of a rocket and ‘remote’ was merely an object for siblings to squabble over after school. That simpler world of desks, dormitories, and muddy rugby boots can seem like another era, a source of nostalgia. In early January, schools once again had to pivot—in some cases, within 48 hours— to an online curriculum. Yet amid the inevitable disappointment and disruption, the principal of Harrow School’s new virtual sixth form was looking forward to the seamless start of the new term.
Harrow School Online welcomed its first pupils last September, but its genesis was pre-pandemic; the principal, Heather Rhodes, spent three years perfecting its teaching methods and pastoral care. Mrs. Rhodes fizzes with enthusiasm as she expounds on the benefits of wholly online education. ‘It is increasing access to exceptional education and opening up choice for students,’ she explains. ‘It’s moving away from that one-size-fits-all approach, offering greater flexibility and better-individualized learning.’
The school’s 30 pupils work through selfstudy courses at their own pace, then come together for ‘live’ lessons. Students can book a 15-minute individual session with a teacher whenever they want. Staff are unique to the school, although Harrow’s heads of the subject are involved in recruitment and quality assurance. ‘There is the chance to learn at the pace directed by the student—rather than the speed of their class,’ adds Mrs Rhodes, ‘plus a data-informed smart approach to teaching, so the lessons are really focused.’
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