But the school year soon ended, summer came, and by the next school year my punishment was old news.
I never was punished in school again. In fourth grade we returned to coed classes, and our classes stayed coed for the rest of my school years. In fact, I think that Mother Frances probably wouldn’t have paddled me if my third grade class had been coed. It would have been unseemly for a girl to be on her hands and knees in front of boys. And, during my sixth grade year, Mother Frances was replaced by a younger principal who didn’t believe in paddling. I witnessed no more corporal punishment at school.