I wonder if anybody else experienced this during their time at school:
One of my form teachers in junior school was a Mrs. Green. She was ancient even then so I am certain she will no longer be in the land of the living. If she was displeased with a boy whether it was work or behaviour, she would say: "Go to the headmaster and ask him to cane you".
This happened to me on several occasions and although, on each occasion, I then left the classroom and walked towards the headmaster's study, I never plucked up the courage to enter and ask to be caned! I would wait what I thought was an appropriate length of time before returning to the classroom and retaking my place. She never once questioned me (or other boys who she had sent to be caned), about the punishment, or even ask if I had been through with it. I never asked other boys if they had asked the Head for a caning since I was a very shy wee lad in junior school and the whole concept of corporal punishment was extremely embarrassing for me even then. I lived in the constat fear that she would discover my cowardice and have the Headmaster cane me in front of the whole school which, believe it or not, did happen to some deliquents on occasion!
To this day I don't know if she fully intended that we ask the Headmaster to cane us or if she thought we'd been caned when we returned .... too late to ask her now!

kind regards
schoolboy_rog

I had a similar experience, I was sent to the headmaster at my prep school, this always meant the cane. I knocked on his door but he wasn't there. It was the end of the last lesson and so I just went home and never heard anything else about it.

When in Secondary school we were taught woodwork by one of the housemasters. One day one of the guys in my class was fooloing around and the teacher who was noted for his caningssent me to the office of the deputy head to fetch a cane so that he could punish this boy.
Now the boy concerned was a gang leader and someone the rest of us tried to avoid ypsetting so I decided to go and hide in the toilets for five minutes and then return to the woodwork class and say the deputy head was not in his room. This I did

It was a silly idea really because at break with the offending boy stood outside the staff room the woodwork teacher checked my story. He found out and the boy who caused the trouble in the first place got two hard whacks across his backside. A prefect found me and I was marched to the deputy head office told to bend over and received my two hard whacks as well. Although it was only two stroked it was really painful

Nice try Nigel. Too bad you were found uot. Sounds like something I would have tried.

My school in Southport in the early 60's it was usually the boys that got sent to The Headmaster but occasionally girls including me (twice!!)..

1st time I was sent was for talking in class and was warned any repeat could mean the dreaded cane!..Stayed out of trouble for a couple of years after that but let my guard down one day when I cheeked our English tutor, Miss Shepherd. I was marched out of class and straight to the Headmasters room. Was kept waiting outside for an endless amount of time before being ushered in by Miss S who then left me trembling before the imposing figure of Mr O'Riordan..There was no more delay and within a minute or two I was on my way back to class with a sore backside after 6 of the best...My word the cane hurt and Mr O certainly placed them with pinpoint accuracy...

Even worse was going back to the lesson after. Everyone stared & i was crimson with embarrasment. Brings a shudder to my spine even now. Didn't cheek Miss S again though & it taught me a lesson that I have never forgot.

An interesting thread.
Mimi AKA jay a 55 year old male.
First year secondary modern circa 63, I was in a science class with a right old bat of a teacher Miss B. My pal said something to me and I made the mistake of acknowledging his word.
Miss B the old cow ( in fact about 25 ish) sent me to Mr S for a whacking for talking in class. obviously I was to be the sacrificial example.
I walked around in absolute panic then went back and said I could not find him. Only to be told that he was on the first floor rather than the ground. I had another walk around ( making sure that I did not meet the head on his hourly trips around when he looked for caning bait)
Got back and said I could not find him. Then bu""er moi she told me to sit down and get on with my work!!!
F moi, I got away with it and was the Garcon celebrere de la jour.
11 ans old and shaking in moi shorts I had "beaten" the system.
In "hind" sight I wish that I ahd got that whacking.

MIMI

Excellent-what a great piece of acting on your part.

You clearly missed your vocation.


Steve M

It is never too late to get any canings you evaded by devious means in ealier days. Compound interest need not apply - simple interest will suffice.

Steve, I wish it had of been acting. I was absolutely bricking it.
I reckon my good old Guardian Angel was guiding me.
I mean what kind of idiot teacher would send someone for CP when they had done nothing, so to speak?
What kind of teacher would then let you get away with it?
I guess that as everything I said was true then it was plausible.
If I met her now I would colide her atoms.