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Re: The Strap -- Graham (happy), 15:12:39 01/14/17 Sat [1]
I would like to get 4 cuts of the strap on the hands. Graham
>in the top drawer of her desk. If a student
>misbehaved she would get out the strap and tell the
>student to come with her. Together they would go into
>the cloakroom at the back of the classroom and after
>some soft talking there would be this sudden 'crack'
>as the strap landed for the first time. I could never
>make out what was being said, but it lasted right up
>to the first strap. As hard as I listened I could
>never tell when the first one was going to land.
>Whatever Miss Whitmye was saying she kept it up right
>to the point she delivered the first one.
>
>Whoever was getting the strap usually started to cry.
>The girls by the second stroke. The boys sometimes
>held out until the third or fourth. Some, both boys
>and girls, would be crying as they were led back into
>the cloakroom.
>
>I was fascinated by what was going on in the
>cloakroom. Miss Whitmye looked so stern going to the
>back carrying her strap and she was always flushed
>when she came back out.
>
>Finally one day I couldn't stand it any longer. In
>the morning she strapped one girl and one boy for
>talking. That afternoon, I talked, twice. The second
>time she took out her strap and told me to come to the
>back.
>
>In the cloakroom I learned what it was that she said
>to the students. In a quiet voice she told me she was
>sorry she had to strap me, but she felt I'd been
>wanting to be strapped for a long time and that
>afternoon I had talked in class just to get her to
>strap me.
>
>"Is that right Terry? Do you want me to strap you?
>Is that why you talked?"
>
>I nodded my head, yes.
>
>"I thought so," she said in the same quiet voice. "I
>think you're going to be sorry to get your wish. I'm
>going to strap you and I'm going to do a good job.
>Now, hold out your hand."
>
>As she said this she raised the strap up in the air
>and in the same quiet calm voice said, "I want you to
>be a good, brave boy now and take your strapping like
>a man. You can cry but you must not move your hand
>until I tell you to. Now hold your hand up a little
>higher. Just a little higher, Terry. The strap will
>hurt more if you keep your hand flat and so I want you
>to keep nice and flat for me. That's a good boy.
>Nice and flat. Now, look up at me. That's right. I
>want you to keep your hand up high, keep it flat, and
>look me right in the eyes. Don't move your hand until
>I tell you. Look me in the eyes now Terry."
>
>And with that, out of the blue, the strap suddenly
>came whizzing down and before I knew it had landed and
>my hand burst into flame.
>
>"Hold it high. Hold it flat. Look at me Terry."
>
>I did as told and the strap again came down.
>
>After the second I was crying. I got three on each
>hand. Afterwards she gave me a hug, again said she
>was sorry she had to strap me, but she couldn't allow
>me to talk in class. She also said that if I felt I
>needed to be strapped again in the future she wanted
>me to come and tell her after class and not disrupt
>the class. She made me promise that if I wanted the
>strap again I'd tell her. I got another brief hug and
>was told to go to the bathroom down the hall to wash
>up and then rejoin the class.
>
>
>
>
>>A search for school strappings has brought me to this
>>board. I was never strapped in school but my sister
>>Kathy who was two years my senior was given the strap
>>by Mr. Wilson a number of times. She was lippy and
>>rude to him when she'd be sent to the office for some
>>reason. He'd get angry, call home, and get permission
>>to strap her. He'd give her four on each hand and she
>>told me she would be crying at the second or third
>>blow.
>>
>>Later, at bed time, mom would spank her with the
>>hairbrush. I always found it exciting listening to
>>Kathy get a spanking as I knew she would be over
>>mother's lap with her bare bum getting whacked. A
>>couple of times when we were at the cottage I got a
>>chance to get a peek and see some of her spanking.
>>
>>I was very close to Kathy and we used to confide in
>>each other. I told her I found it exciting to hear
>>her getting spanked, although I never told her about
>>peeking. She told me that she found it exciting to be
>>strapped by Mr. Wilson and so sometimes she would
>>deliberately misbehave in class knowing she'd be sent
>>to the office where she could prevoke him into giving
>>her the strap.
>>
>>I have always wondered if many students deliberately
>>provoked a teacher into giving them the strap.
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Re: The Strap -- Old Ted, 10:00:30 11/09/05 Wed [1]
Interesting memories. School is different now. The kids can do what they want and no one gives a damn. Then they wonder why the streets of France are lit up at night with riots, or the center of our cities are controlled by youth gangs.
Our society doesn't need more prisons, or harsher laws, or more people in jail. What we need is schools teaching children to work and to behave. Then they'd not be rioting when they're 18. This doesn't mean corporal punishment. Corporal punishment is probably a bad idea. Too many teachers are idiots and can't be trusted and the teacher lobby is too strong and protect their own even when they know they are idiots. Besides, hitting people just teaches kids it's okay to hit people. But firm discipline and control are needed.
>A search for school strappings has brought me to this
>board. I was never strapped in school but my sister
>Kathy who was two years my senior was given the strap
>by Mr. Wilson a number of times. She was lippy and
>rude to him when she'd be sent to the office for some
>reason. He'd get angry, call home, and get permission
>to strap her. He'd give her four on each hand and she
>told me she would be crying at the second or third
>blow.
>
>Later, at bed time, mom would spank her with the
>hairbrush. I always found it exciting listening to
>Kathy get a spanking as I knew she would be over
>mother's lap with her bare bum getting whacked. A
>couple of times when we were at the cottage I got a
>chance to get a peek and see some of her spanking.
>
>I was very close to Kathy and we used to confide in
>each other. I told her I found it exciting to hear
>her getting spanked, although I never told her about
>peeking. She told me that she found it exciting to be
>strapped by Mr. Wilson and so sometimes she would
>deliberately misbehave in class knowing she'd be sent
>to the office where she could prevoke him into giving
>her the strap.
>
>I have always wondered if many students deliberately
>provoked a teacher into giving them the strap.
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Re: The Strap -- Mabel, 07:46:39 11/10/05 Thu [1]
As you can tell from my name, I'm not a youngster, a Boomer, or even an oldster. I'm ancient, lol. But I still have all my marbles and here in the seniors' home I'm enjoying learning to visit with people on the computer.
What I want to say about this post is that back when I taught school there were consequences. I never liked the strap much. Too many teachers were what we called 'strap happy.' But consequences are important. That's how people learn right from wrong. I click on the wrong button on this machine and all my work is lost. Consequences. I learn to click the right button, which actually is usually the left one, which I'm going to do now and send this off by magic.
Away we go on Mabel's magic carpet.
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