Running in the Corridor
When we were in 6th form a friend and I were chasing her brother along a corridor and got stopped by a teacher. We were taken to his classroom where we all had to bend over for six with the slipper.
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ninalanyon · 61-69, T
In the sixth?
Where I come from (south of England) I can't remember anyone receiving corporal punishment after about 1965 when I was in primary school and even then I think it was only in primary that it happened.
What part of the country were you in?
When I was in the sixth form we got much worse punishments; the headmistress would give us a good talking to. She had a very sharp tongue but was scrupulously observant and fair which only made it worse somehow because you knew you deserved it.
Where I come from (south of England) I can't remember anyone receiving corporal punishment after about 1965 when I was in primary school and even then I think it was only in primary that it happened.
What part of the country were you in?
When I was in the sixth form we got much worse punishments; the headmistress would give us a good talking to. She had a very sharp tongue but was scrupulously observant and fair which only made it worse somehow because you knew you deserved it.
TheThinker · 56-60, M
@Lynda70 I can vouch for that. I went to a boys' grammar school in West Essex where the cane was very rarely used - the "nuclear option", if you will. (Apparently the previous Head had been very cane-happy but he retired two years before I got there in 1976.)
However I found out a few years later that our sister girls' grammar a couple of miles away had been very cane-happy right up to abolition.
Likewise, an acquaintance of mine who lived just over the county border, in Hertfordshire, went to a boys' grammar that was also fond of the cane.
It varied a lot.
However I found out a few years later that our sister girls' grammar a couple of miles away had been very cane-happy right up to abolition.
Likewise, an acquaintance of mine who lived just over the county border, in Hertfordshire, went to a boys' grammar that was also fond of the cane.
It varied a lot.
