From 1980 to 1984 I attended High School in South Australia a time when the deputy headmaster took care of discipline. Being sent to him was a bit shameful because everyone including the girls knew he would cane my bum. I’d have to empty my back pockets then bend over and grab the ends of my boots. Apart from my first caning[4 cuts]I always got 6.Many times I would straighten up after 3 or 4 cuts but once bent again he would really lay the cane home. Tears were always there and my small bum would swell up a bit.It felt a bit like a knife slash [hence the cuts] then just sheer burning. Sitting in class on hard seats was nearly impossible.
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