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JD Winchester
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Date Posted: 18:55:04 11/08/24 Fri
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Sonya (to JD)
's message, "Re: The Paddling of Alisa" on 17:47:39 11/08/24 Fri
Though situations like yours are fortunately few and far between Sonya, they are BAD and they provide justification to people who push for the prohibition of all corporal punishment. I wouldn't be surprised if one day ALL CP in schools is outlawed in America, and maybe even spanking your own kids will be unlawful, even though the overwhelming VAST majority of spanking are JUST spankings, with no real harm done, but a great, time-honored method of child discipline. I sincerely hope we never become that much of a "nanny state."
I was spanked a lot at home, but only paddled ONE time in school...and it was my senior year, not far away from graduation. I was 17.
Three of my buddies and I left campus without authorization one day during our lunch period to go to a local convenience store to have soft drinks and snacks, play video games and pinball. We were caught driving back onto campus, headed for the student parking lot. After "scanning" our faces, "Stringbean Richardson" told us all to make our way to the office, that he would be along shorty.
We were all assigned to see Mr. Porter, a very large man, about 6'3", stocky, just one of the APs. After hearing of our "high crime" we were all sentenced to 3 days of OSS. Concerned with compromising our GPA, particularly this close to graduation, one of my friends asked if we could take licks instead. Mr. Porter said he would agree to that, so long as it was unanimous...that if even one of us opted for the suspension, we would ALL be suspended. That made me kind of locked in to the paddling so that I didn't cause my friends to get suspended, even though I was really scared of getting paddled.
We asked to excuse ourselves to use the restroom before things "got underway." It was really just an excuse to pull our tucked-in shirttails down in back as far as possible, to try and provide one more layer of protection between the hardwood paddle and our butts.
We were lined up - Lennie went first, then Steve, then yours truly, then Richard. I had the opportunity to get a preview of what I had coming, by watching Lennie and Steve get their 3 licks each, first. I swear, Mr. Porter could not have humanly swung that paddle any harder, had his very life depended upon it!
I really felt we got a beating, not a spanking...however, my bruising was minimal. I never told my parents and the school didn't have a policy of reporting to them either.
Footnote: After our licks, we had "Return to Class" slips issued to us by Mr. Porter, since we would be coming in late. Steve and I had the next class together, which I was glad I didn't have to walk in by myself. However, it was an English class taught by MRS. PORTER, the wife of Mr. Porter who had just paddled us! She accepted our slips with a sly grin and said, "You boys go ahead and take your seats...if you can!"
I often wondered if Mr. Porter ever took his paddle home, just for some "fun and games" with Mrs. Porter!
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