Where I went to school if you got in enough trouble you would get swats. This pretty much applied to the guys in school, but once in a while a girl would get a swat or two.
You had the coaches or wood shop teacher who would look for kids to give swats to. They had the paddles with the holes in them and some of them would let the kids sign them after a particularly bad "swat session".
There was always one little old lady still teaching who thought she could still give a mean swat. That is who the girls always got sent to. If she attempted to give swats to a boy and they laughed..they were sent on to receive more swats where it would be most unpleasant.
For the guys in high school for some it was a game to see how many swats they could get in a year or from how many teachers. The best was to pull a prank, blame someone else and then witness them getting swats.
Today teachers can't touch the kiddos, but we lived through it just fine.
They do paddle at my kids school. And I am for it. If they ever need to paddle my kids you bet your butt that same ass is getting tore up when they get home too!!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I could go on a little bit of a rant on this one. I think of the spare the rod, spoil the child thing. Then, I look around and see how "kids today" behave and cringe. Just yesterday at Grayson's gym, he was politely waiting for the next child to go and this little kid pushed him out of the way to get in front and the mother giggled about how high spirited her little one was. REALLY?!?!?
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