Sheesh! My 9th grade Algebra teacher had a frat paddle with big holes drilled in it. It left red welts with flesh pink polkadots! I caught that thing with my butt several times!
“My 9th grade Algebra teacher had a frat paddle with big holes drilled in it.”
Our principal had one—it was called “the board of education.”
I thought I was the only one that got Mr. Flinn's special paddle.