Sister Irene Marie. 4 foot 2 inches short, 80 years old and armed with chalk and a steel ruler. Don’t know how she did it but Sister Irene Marie could see clear through the back of that penguin habit as she was writing on the chalkboard and as the inevitable disruption would occur, utilizing her keenly-honed skills and strategy from years of hunting and trapping young 5th grade boys, she would slowly turn toward the class, locking her beady eyes in on her hapless target. Deer firmly in headlights, she would launch that piece of chalk at a velocity that would leave Nolan Ryan in awe, stunning her prey (usually Kevin McDonahue) with a well-placed shot to the forehead and before the poor kid could gather himself, she would pounce with her thumb and forefinger clamping on to his ear like a pair of vice grips.
Prey secured, she would march her victim to the front of the classroom where he had his date with the 12” steel “Motivator”.
We all had at least one date with the Motivator. You couldn’t graduate until you met the Motivator. I’m pretty sure that was a law or something...
Sister Veronica had the middle fingered fist from hell. She’s stroll around the class during test time or when she thought people were cheating and WHAM! right in the head with that middle finger from hell!