Friday May 24th May 24th was the last day of the school year for best friends Erika and Crystal, and also the final day of their junior year. After the end of the day they would be high school seniors. The two girls decided to treat themselves to breakfast before school. Crystal drove them a few miles to the neighbouring town of Trinity where they eat at a McDonald’s. Lovelady High School’s tardy policy allows students to be tardy to school twice each semester before they face any disciplinary action. As both girls had clean tardy records they were not

Binger-Oney Paddling Via Megan, we hear of two eighteen year old girls who were paddled at Binger-Oney School in Binger, Oklahoma. On Friday 2nd May 2014 (we believe; it may have been a day or two earlier) Caity Cart and Hannah Wilson chose to go off campus for their lunch, against school rules. Caity believes someone told on them because they were informed the school principal would deal with them. Both girls were eighteen at the time and close to graduating at the end of the school year. Caity is the shorter of the two and blond haired, Hannah is

A true account kindly passed to us by Megan It was a spring day in May of 1960 in western North Carolina. The sun was shining and the temperature was in the mid 70s. It was 2:30 PM and the school day was drawing to a close. The bell rang signaling the end of classes and the beginning of activity period. Activity period was the last 40 minutes of the school day. It was essentially free time with certain limitations. The athletic teams used it to get an early start on after-school practice. Those who wished to get a start

An account by Pam Dumont concerning her 1976 paddling at the Elyria, NY, high school, another real-life experience provided by Megan. What Did It Feel Like? This was the question many people asked me when they learned I had been paddled at school. Obviously they themselves had never been paddled, or they would have known the answer! How did it feel? Basically, it hurt. A lot! A school paddling was different from a home spanking, and the pain was different. I admit I had my share of spankings from Mom (boy, did I), but her stinging spanks with the hairbrush

Jenny Hill’s experience, kindly passed to us by Megan. About a week or two before school started in the Fall, the school would post lists on the front doors of the school showing which students were being assigned to which teachers for the year. Once it was known that the lists were up, usually the older kids wouldn’t wait until the official ‘back to school’ orientation evening where the parents could meet the teachers but would instead get on their bikes and go up to the school to see the lists early. The week before I started 6th Grade, my

A second high school paddling for Nikki, for smoking. There Was No Choosing This Time. There was only three forms of punishment at the school. They had suspension, of course. There was the pit. Which was the same as ISS at other schools except the room you went to had no A/C or heat and was flat out miserable. Then there was a spanking with the paddle. Like most teenagers, I smoked. I didn’t smoke at school but I did right before, and as soon as I could get out to my car. I carried my pack in my purse.

(Nikki’s Account) First Paddling  I made it though elementary school without getting a spanking at school. Many times I was threatened that it would be used on me, but I managed  to behave well enough not to justify a paddling. I heard a few boys get swats in the hall. I felt sorry for them. It had to be embarrassing. When the 7th grade started we had moved to a new district. It was pretty common knowledge that most teachers had a paddle in their class. You didn’t have to be sent to the principal’s office or to the gym

(As told by Mr C to Megan L.) Ashley Ashley was new to Lafayette High School. She was new to Mississippi too. Being from New York, she thought she was much better than us backward rednecks. Many of the students thought Ashley was pretty much a snob and avoided her even more for her attitude. But the boys couldn’t help but stop and stare when she walked by. That only added fuel to her fire of arrogance. So the day she got her comeuppance is something of a legend in Oxford, Mississippi. Since I was the teacher that gave that

Another account kindly passed on to us by Megan L. Don’t be late for class at Jefferson High School. My name is Laura and I wanted to share my experience with corporal punishment, which was very common when I attended school. I will try my best to share my memory as it has been many years since my last high school paddling, although certainly not my last at home. I must have been around 15 years old, because the incident happened with my BF, who had to be 16 since it involved a drive in his car for an unauthorized lunch