My Third Grade teacher paddled my butt in front of the class for closing the door too loudly.
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My fifth-grade teacher paddled a boy in front of the class for kissing me on the cheek when I told him “NO.”
I’m in my late 50’s and the only teacher I can recall from Elem, Middle, or High School is my third grade teacher, Mrs. Lynear. She was the epitome of the portly old school marm who slapped my wrists constantly with a ruler and chased me around the class and over table tops while swinging and swatting me with a yard stick. She told me many, many times that I was “rude, crude, and sociably unacceptable”...and I miss her to this day!
#777 i wAs told love hurt. I really didn’t understand till then. ;)