It wasn’t huge but back then I had a little bottom and the paddle was big enough to easily cover both my buttocks at the same time!
Mom sat on her bed and called me over to stand by her knee. There was a lecture – brief and to the point – and then my shorts were taken down, swiftly followed by my underpants. As I say, I was used to slapped legs but that rarely required the formality of pants being removed.
Mom showed me how to lie across her lap, and I was trembling with fear, already crying pretty badly. This crying turned to wild screaming as she held me firmly and brought The Teacher down on my now defenceless bottom.
I had never felt so much pain in my young life and the next few minutes were just a tearful, snotty blur, to be honest. I have no idea how many she gave me.