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Date Posted: 15:04:04 05/08/14 Thu
Author: Nancy
Subject: Re: Trip to the cloakroom ll
In reply to: Slevin 's message, "Trip to the cloakroom ll" on 14:34:39 09/12/05 Mon

Our school, grades one to six, had the cloakroom at the back whereby you could enter from the hallway or there were two entrances from the classroom. For those grades each teacher had her own strap, many of which were kept on a hook high up at the corner of the blackboard as a visual reminder or, in some cases, tucked in her desk drawer.When a kid's behaviour warranted a strapping the teacher would take her strap down or from the drawer, go down the aisle, take the girl (it was a girls school)and lead her to the cloakroom. The rest of us were told to keep working but we never did. All wanted to hear the strapping. About all we could hear was something resembling mumbling and sometimes crying. Then we heard the strap strike. It would usually be two on each hand for classroom offenses and sometimes more. Then the girl would be lead back to her desk in tears.The teachers, seasoned over their teaching career, didn't look upset or worried in any way that they had just strapped a child. In fact, I always thought they looked emboldened and powerful. I managed to avoid the strap until grade 8. The affect on me of those strappings was amazing. Even at that age, apart from the profound sympathy I had for the poor kid who was strapped, I experienced something akin to arousal I never knew what it was until later.

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