I Was Smacked At Primary School

It was the last period of the day at primary school. Mr J's class for history - the only lesson took us for. He was a round, jolly man but he was obviously getting a bit fed up that afternoon with our behaviour. Of course it had to be me who made what I thought was a funny remark - I can't even remember what exactly I said - which made the class laugh but not him.
He took his chair to the front of the class. "Jennifer B" he said sternly, "come out and bend over my knee!" Now we had heard Mr J could dish out smacks when annoyed but this was the first time any of us had ever seen this side of him. And of course it had to be me!
I went out to the front with bright red cheeks and bent over as instructed.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" was my contribution.
"Now think yourself lucky you didn't get sent to the head for insolence," said the teacher as I returned to my seat with smarting rear and sat down a little gingerly. No doubt my bum cheeks matched my red face somewhat. Most of the class were grinning which added somewhat to the embarrassment.
I wriggled in my seat trying not to sit on the sore part. There were times to keep ones mouth shut. Sadly I was a slow learner!