To her credit, though,

she pushes her head down low close to the woven cane seat of the chair so that her bottom is thrust well out and making a fine target.

I notice that Joanna looks across at me,

raising an eyebrow asking me whether she should start.

“Okay, Joanna.

You know what to do.”

The teacher takes a small step forward and practices a little swing,

making sure she has her stance just right.

Then she swings the slipper well back and delivers a really forceful swipe across Anthea’s bottom.

“Unhh!!”

Anthea grunts as the slipper bang loudly onto its target.

If Joanna used the same force when she whacked me,

I can see exactly why it smarted so much!

“Unhh!!”