The game of the day in the 1970s was to make catapults out of elastic bands, by tying 2 or 3 together, threading them through the fore finger and thumb of one hand, then getting a small piece of paper, folding it into a small piece, make it wet, then fire it at some unsuspecting person. This mainly went on during lessons when the teacher was not looking. In an English lesson, one of the student teachers was being assessed and there was a monitor in the room, watching how the lessons progressed. Even though there was an assessor, the

During the late 1960s and early 1970s, canings and slipperings were all part of the school experience. I had witnessed class canings and slipperings during lessons. Normally it was one or two strokes on the hand or bottom, these punishments were carried out by all sorts of teachers. But for serious offences you would be given a blue slip, and you would be sent to the head of year for punishment. There it would be a caning, normally 4 or 6 strokes, depending on what the offence was. For offences, such as lying, cheating, fighting or other really serious offences,

In RE (Religious Education), Mr R had a picture of the Queen on the wall. In his class, you could get a slippering for almost anything. You were called out in the lessons, told to bow to the queen and stay there until the two strokes of the slipper had been given, then back to your desk. In English, the cane was given out by Mrs W. The cane was on the desk in the front of the class and you would be caned one or two strokes on the hand. Mr M, the maths master, a tall thin man,

During my third year at middle school, several events happened that had a major impact on my life, that are still with me today. The onset of puberty meant that girls were becoming more interesting. The previous year, I had suffered the worst caning I ever had by a sadistic teacher who just loved to cane. Most of the school thought she was out of her mind and it was a relief to get into the third year before I moved onto the senior school. At my middle school, women as well as men could cane either sex, as each

The worst caning I ever had in the middle school was when I was 12 years old, and it happened just over a year since I was last caned by Mrs R, the Art teacher. At my middle school, women as well as men could cane either sex, as each year had a male and female head of year. These teachers not only ran the year, but also taught a subject. I had witnessed class canings and slipperings during lessons; normally it was one or two strokes on the hand or bottom, but for serious offences you would be sent

I had only been caned once before when I was in Junior School when I was 9, and I wondered what the cane would be like at my senior school. At this school, women as well as men could cane either sex, as each year had a male and female head of year. These teachers not only ran the year, but also taught a subject. It had been two years since my last caning and I had witnessed class canings and slipperings during lessons. Normally it was one or two strokes on the hand or bottom, but for serious offences

I have always been fascinated with caning ever since I was first caned as a 9-year-old, by my headmistress Miss G at my junior school. Since that day, I wanted to be caned by every woman teacher that I came across, and I achieved that aim by ensuring that I was caned at least once a year until I left school. I was caned by a number of ladies, but I want to start with Miss G. Miss G was a woman in her late 40s to early 50s. She was a spinster through and through, always dressed in a