Hi I think I've stated in similar replies that it was fiction from a very early age, namely Enid Blyton, comics such as Beano, and later story comics like Hotspur, in which the schoolboy hero invariably received a well described caning and school stories like Jennings. I can still remember a quote from Jennings which after a particularly painful caning the recipient said that he thought the beak had sharpened his cane. Bizarre how you can remember silly things from 60 years ago. My first example of school Cp was the ruler on the knuckles at seven or eight for talking too much-just pain, nothing else. I was one of the principles in a primary school play aged ten when my character was threatened with the cane which drew laughter from the audience of parents. My second was a slippering in front of the class for disturbing my friend by talking to him after I had finished the mental arithmetic quiz before he had. I realise now it was to make me realise that I wasn't exempt as the top boy in the class. we were tested rigorously to prepare for the 11 plus. It didn't hurt much, just a gentle sting. he asked if it hurt and I hesitated and got another slightly harder to "help me make my mind up" to laughter from the class. I vaguely remember a not too unpleasant stingy warmth, the Very Occasional hard slap on the legs from Dad was worse. Afterwards all my mates clustered round to ask if it had hurt. I remember the boy I was talking to saying that he'd have said it didn't hurt. My reply was that I wanted to say No, but I didn't in case he gave me some more really hard ones which I knew he could have. He saw my point. As far as I know apart from a boy being caned for leaving a drawing pin in chewing gum on a dinner chair, I was the only other pupil ever slippered on the bum, certainly publicly. I just talked too much, and finished my work very quickly. The teacher who used the ruler retired that year and was from an earlier era. My primary school was extremely good and very caring, I loved my time there- far different from Grammar School which I largely loathed until the sixth form. From 58 years ago and still in my memory! Jimisim |