Sorry but all these years later I can’t remember much about the cane itself but was told to hold out my hand as he stood on one side of me. Remarkably similar to the scene from the film KES some years later, I was given three hard and excrutiatingly painful strokes across the hand. I began to cry after the second stroke and after the third tucked my hand underneath my armpit. Shocked by the pain, I heard him demand that I hold out my other hand, which took not a little time and more shouting for me to achieve. Another three strokes were then laid into my other hand with similar results. More shouting, after which the female teacher pinched my ear and marched me out of the office, telling me to return to my class.
The Cane and the Double Standard5
