I was slippered by him on numerous occasions often in front of the class which always created a buzz of excitement with a group of boys lined up for the entertainment of the class. The girls sitting in the front rows always seemed to get the most enjoyment out of seeing the boys lined up waiting for their turn and trying to look cool and pretend it didn’t hurt. Most of the other male teachers,the occasional slipper users, usually had their own preferred weapon of choice and some had gone as far as giving them pet names.