Caning School for Girls

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Well, they will let you. I will give you a letter telling them so. And if they won’t, come to me at any time.” Linde-Louise”, I called my secretary, “would you please bring me a cup of tea? I’ll deal with the rest after that.” Well, let that be a lesson to you!” I replied. “Now, Woods, lets find out how the senior cane becomes you!” Anything but a bloodless battle for me; my bottom was soon dripping with the ruby drops of my young blood, the sight of which seemed only to exasperate him still more. The drawers were unbuttoned, and I could feel they were quite pulled down my thighs, ​exposing the entire surface of my smarting rump, but I had only a few moments for reflection before the blows fell again in rapid succession, cutting, tearing, and scratching the skin, whilst the boiling blood in my veins seemed to throb as if it must spurt through the pores at every burning touch of the rod.

The past is foreign country. They do things differently there. Teachers were respected. Caning was accepted by parent and child. I took the junior cane out of the cupboard and held it in my hands. I clearly had the boys attention. I was sleeping in what was called ‘Top Dorm’ by now, so I had a long way to go. I didn’t make a sound as I flew down the stone stairs, two steps at a time, with my heart in my mouth. I ran through the common room, across the play room and outside to the path beside the ‘little dorm’ where I had slept as a new girl. The path to the wooden gate which opened onto the road, led very close to the Head Mistress’s apartment. In fact, I could see through the big French doors in her living room as I crept by. As soon as I had the gate open I dashed across the road to the letter box, and my card was on its way.A dedicated and much-loved comprehensive schoolteacher (Alun Armstrong) who has taught in the same school for 45 years is about to retire with a celebratory farewell in honour of his service. lassroom punishment books. As I saw him confidently walking into my office, I knew there was no place for any leniency with this boy. Michelle Smith came from the same class as Lisa Müller. It was her first visit here, but she had been punished in class on several occaissions.

Well, we followed this routine with very little variation most days of the week. I could never quite decide whether I liked Sundays or not. Breakfast on Sundays was made a little special. We either had cornflakes (instead of oatmeal) and bacon, and marmalade instead of jam for our bread and butter.

Oh, come on, you’ll find out tomorrow afternoon. It’s past five already, let’s finish homework before supper!” She took those last four strokes, desperately trying not to get up. When it was over, she, too, was crying hard. Before asking my secretary to sent her in, I placed the slipper on my desk, so that the girl would see it. I wasn’t sure if I would need it, but seeing it laying there, ready, might give the girl a good idea that a return visit would not be advisable. I put the small, straight nursery cane right beside the slipper. It is what I would use when dealing with serious infractions of pupils from the primary school years.

Now, this is what happens to those who think their bottom is made for the public. Learn from what you see!”As I told her she would be punished now she whinced silently. However, she fully understood what i told her about the importance of being on time. My head was pressed against the tumultuously heaving bosom of my governess, and notwithstanding the intensity of my suffering, I could plainly hear the beating of her heart, and knew that her thighs were tightly compressed together, whilst a strange tremor pervaded her entire frame.

But, Woods, as much as that caning, given here and now, would quite probably teach you a few lessons, I think it would not cure the source of your current streak of misbehaviour.”

I was usually very glad to jump into bed – our days were very full, not much time given up to just sitting around. Sitting at my desk, sipping my tea in silence, I went over the list of pupils that still were outside. One pupil from year 10. Two pupils from year 11. And two seniors from year 12. Two of those five, Jenny Woods from 10B and Caroline Fletcher from 12A had been caught smoking. Even if she did not know it yet this earned those two the honour of being put to the end of the line. Wilhelmsen International Institute had a strict non-smoking policy, the girls were in for exemplary and severe punishment.