Tuesday, January 05, 2021

Gonna have to spank you

When I was in 6th grade I had to do a social studies project.  It had to do with your heritage.  So I was mostly Scottish so it was about Scotland. I can't remember exactly the criteria. My teacher was Miss Octabeck. I'm sure she was a nice old lady, but to us she looked like a cross between a mean George Washington and Whistler's Mother...  We called her Miss Octopus, 6th graders that we were..  She always wore black.

Anyway I completed my project and I thought I turned it in.  Miss Octopus insisted I didn't turn it in and I said yes I did. So she sent me down to the principle's office.  He looked like Richard Nixon to me.  It was never good to be sent to the Principle's office..So I'm sitting in there waiting and was asked to go in. "What are you here for?" he asked.  "Well Miss O.. said I didn't turn my social project in but I know I did.."  "Well I'm gonna have to spank you then.." I'm like What!, don't I get any representation?  It's my word against hers.. I thought.  "bend over.." and he took this paddle that was hanging on the wall with all of these holes drilled in it and spanked me.  It was kind of lame.  He clearly pulled his punches.

So that was that and I went back to class with my tail between my legs. At the end of the year we were cleaning out our desks.  Throwing away papers and things into a bin that would be taken to the incinerator.  We had this big burner thing they burned waste in out on the playground of all places. It looked like a teepee burner at a log mill.  It was a logging town after all at that time. There was no protection from it.  I burnt my hands on that one time but that's another story..  My desk was an absolute mess.  Miss Octopus was disgusted with my mess.  Then there it was,.. My social studies project.  I was elated!  Look Miss O, here is my project!  It just made her more mad.  I thought I'd have to go and get another spanking.  































































































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