To her credit, though,
she pushes her head down low close to the woven cane seat of the chair so that her bottom is thrust well out and making a fine target.
I notice that Joanna looks across at me,
raising an eyebrow asking me whether she should start.
“Okay, Joanna.
You know what to do.”
The teacher takes a small step forward and practices a little swing,
making sure she has her stance just right.
Then she swings the slipper well back and delivers a really forceful swipe across Anthea’s bottom.
“Unhh!!”
Anthea grunts as the slipper bang loudly onto its target.
If Joanna used the same force when she whacked me,
I can see exactly why it smarted so much!
“Unhh!!”