One of main benefits of school paddling as a form of discipline in high school is that it is quick, cheap, and effective. With detention, there is at least one employee responsible for hanging around while students stay after school, creating a further financial burden for the district. But with corporal punishment, when done properly, an effective punishment can be applied in less than 30 seconds and the paddle used is generally made in the wood shop, at no cost to the school. Detention is a little boring for a student, but what is the real deterrent in spending three days, after school, for 30 minutes at a time? Does any student really fear detention as a punishment. Has any student’s heart started beating rapidly as an AP tells them that they will have detention for three days? I cannot imagine the final bell ringing at school, and as a student walks towards the office to check in for detention, that their heart rate goes crazy, their hands start to sweat, and they are overcome with a sense of dread.
Now picture that same student, sent to the office that morning, sentenced to a paddling, and told to return to the office after school for her paddling. She spends her entire day preoccupied with the thought of that paddle, she saw sitting on his desk, being applied forcefully to her bottom. She cannot concentrate at all in class, all she can do is think about the punishment she has coming and what she did to earn it. She will probably also be considering what she can do in the future to avoid it. She might find herself distracted for a moment at lunch, during a conversation with friends, but each time she revisits the thought of her paddling in her head, her heart starts to race again. She begins to ask herself questions, “what position will I be paddled in“, “how many swats will I get”, “how hard will he paddle me“, “how bad will it hurt”, “how long will it last”? She will not be thinking about how boring detention is, she will be thinking about how long her bottom will be bruised.
When the final bell rings, the walk to the office will not be easy. Her friends will be giggling and laughing in the halls, glad their day is over. They will talk to her, but she will not even hear them, as all she can see in her head is that large and heavy wooden paddle that sat on his desk. With each movement of her foot she finds herself one step closer to a fate that she fears on every level. In a perfect world she would run away, far from that paddle, never looking back. But her reality is much different as she is required to go to the office for a paddling. She thinks of the other girls she knows who have been paddled before and their description of how much it hurts. She never thought it would happen to her, but here she is, 18 years old, walking to the office to be spanked by a large wooden board by a man she has only met once before. She questions how she could have been so stupid to end up in this situation and promises herself it will never happen again.
She opens the office door, her heart beating fast, her face beet red, and her whole body sweating like she just left the gym. She sits outside his open door and waits to have pain applied to her bottom. He walks out of the office, with the paddle in his hand, and she is horrified as every student and employee in the office looks to see who he walks towards with the paddle. He tells her to stand up and to come with him. She is escorted through the crowd of students in the office, most with smiles on their faces, and taken to the conference room that he utilizes when a paddling is required. She cannot even look up at the faces of all of those around, staring right at her, knowing that her butt is about to be hurting. Just as that morning, he is very casual and professional in his time with her. For him it is just another day at the job, for her it is a total nightmare.
He escorts her into the board room and tells her to bend over and place her hands on the wall. She notices how bad her hands are shaking as she does as instructed. The paddle in his hands looks even bigger than it did sitting on his desk and her fear is doubled. She feels the paddle gently touch her bottom, which causes her to flinch. He casually tells her “I think 10 will do it”, which was not the number she was hoping for. He raises the heavy paddle into the air and then she feels it…pain, real pain, far more than she could have ever imagined. With tears in her eyes and a burning bottom he raises the paddle again…her lesson is just beginning.
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