Caning School for Girls

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I let Linde-Louise sent the girl in. Now, most young pupils being sent to me look afraid. Tineke Smit just looked bored. There even was a hint of a mischivous smile there. I instantly knew that while her infractions per se were only light ones, this girl would need a sterner lesson than I previously thought. The punishments given by the headmistress were always of special interest for all the pupils at Wilhelmsen Institute. And especially so when someone from ones own year got it. Miss von Platen-Wilhelms had earned a reputation as a stern disciplinarian

No, Williams. I want you to serve as an example for the others. It seems to me that you wanted others to take a look at your posterior, so we will let them, don’t you agree?” One morning I was walking between the Norwich electricity plant and the river, the air-raid siren blowing and was hurrying along to the shelter. I waved to an old man who was standing looking up the river. A workman coming out of the plant fiendishly pushed over a large sheet of steel which had been leaning against the wall, and as it fell he yelled ‘JUMP’ and the poor old fellow hearing the load crash jumped right into the river … the air was blue with his cussing and swearing as he was fished out. Well, then let us get it over with. Lift up your skirt and bend over the desk. I am going to give you 8 strokes with the cane. 5 for your missing homework, and 3 for your repeated tardiness.”Ah! You little wretch. Scream away!" he exclaimed. "It's a beautiful sight to see you writhing and plunging under every scathing cut. May it do you good, and draw the imprudence out of your tail. Will you? Will you, try and behave better, or shall I send you off to the convent at once, in their holiday time? There! There!! There!!!"

After a few more words about discipline and conduct, I let her go. Taking her card, she gingerly walked out of my office. Well, let that be a lesson to you!” I replied. “Now, Woods, lets find out how the senior cane becomes you!” I always enjoyed the walk through the village, and one of the big decisions to be made each Sunday was with whom you were going to walk and of course sit next to in church. I usually walked with Marjory, a girl from Newport, who suffered from dreadful bouts of asthma. I lost count of the times she had been rushed to the hospital by ambulance, fighting for every breath. We were often awakened at night by the sound of her gasping and wheezing, followed by hurried footsteps as she was carried out of the dorm. She was usually gone for about four days, and then of course had more frightening stories to tell us when she returned. Now, this is what happens to those who think their bottom is made for the public. Learn from what you see!” And with those words, I started slippering him. I dealt out the strokes slow and methodically, alternating cheeks. By the fourth one, the boy was already sobbing, but he took his thrashing without interference.

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I had Smit get over my knee. As I lifted up her school dress, I could see faint marks on her thighs, like from a switch. I gave her six with the slipper, which she took without much fuss. There were a few tears, but no more. But I could see she would try to be a good girl from now on. Now, Smith, you will get a total of 10 strokes. 4 for wearing non-regulation clothing, 4 for arguing with Mr. Fliegner and those two extra strokes you earned just a moment ago.” Now, Goodwyn, I shall give you 6 strokes. Four for your untidyness, and two for your impertinent behavior. Now, you shall not get up before I say so, and you will in neither way interfere with your punishment – or it will be a lot worse. Understood?”

Mr. Warton," said my governess, "you know we have had many serious conversatious about the necessity for proper correction in case Miss Lucille should continue so inattentive to her studies, to-day she has failed in everything, and I am certain that unless her energies are sharpened up by the stinging smart of the rod she will go from bad to worse; I am so averse to wield the ​birch myself, and would much prefer that her papa should take in hand the serious whipping she ought to have."That will do. I don't want to be too hard upon Lucille this time. We will leave her to think over her disgrace and shame, and let her beware of the birch again," said Papa, taking Miss Birch's hand, to lead her from the room. "This has been a most agitating scene for your governess, who must repose in her private room for a while to recover herself." The Substitute: Growing up in a Catholic orphanage meant that Marie was more than accustomed to corporal punishment. When she gets transferred to another facility she soon figures out a way to take other girls' canings for cash. Speaking those words, I stood up and walked around my desk, towards Jenny Woods. She was almost my size, and under normal circumstances I would have deemed an over-the-knee-punishment improper. But it was the child Jenny Woods that needed an extra lesson, not the 15 year old girl that apparently stood before me.