I grew up not far from there. A teacher in our school would hit you on the head with a yardstick from behind if you were doodling or zoned out. You didn’t see it coming... startling as hell.
But that was better that the Principal’s office. You had to pick the paddle, the big one with holes, or the smaller one. Lot’s of debates about the relative merits of each.
And if you got a detention, you could stay after school, or go in at lunch and get three swats to burn one off.