I remember being caught defacing a newly painted wall in my playground early in the morning when I was 13 years old.
The school caretaker appeared from nowhere, grabbed me by the scruff of my neck, and dragged me to the headmaster’s office.
Being only ten past eight in the morning, I had to wait for the head to arrive at school.
I sat outside the head office for what seemed an age, biting my nails to the quick…the fear was excruciating, I had butterflies swirling around in my tummy, i had only received the cane once before, and knew for certain I was going to get it again- but far more severe.
Outside the Heads Office27
