Spanking Paddle
The Mean Girls
This story was one my mom shared with me when I was older, and it took place shortly after my parents got married and before my oldest brother was born – probably in 1974 or 1975. My mom had been a teacher for a couple of years, and she taught 6th grade (all subjects) at a neighbourhood school. All of the pupils lived within a 15-minute drive of the school, but most were closer than that. As a small local school, there was only one class of each grade – so , barring students moving in or out, the classes were much the same from year to year. This also meant that many of the teachers knew kids from outside of their own classes. In this particular year, my mom’s class had three girls – Carol, Laura, and Julie – who were just plain nasty; the stereotypical ‘mean girls’. My mo...
*Catholic School in New England*
My name is Brenda, and I was born in 1954. I received my early education at a Catholic parochial school in a small New England town. During those years I received corporal punishment at school only once. That was in the third grade, but my story really begins a year earlier. In 1961 I began the second grade at Saint J School. Unlike the previous year, when we were immature first graders, my classmates and I were allowed to attend school assemblies. They were held in the gym, and we all stood-eighth graders in the front, second graders in the back, and everyone else in between-for prayers, the national anthem, and announcements. We must have looked like a sea of blue, with all of the boys wearing light blue shirts and all of the girls wearing navy blue uniform jumpers over white blouses. Th...