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I was once punched in the face by a teacher in the 50s- if that happened now I would be quids in ;)
 
A piece of chalk was often thrown at a pupil for some misdemeanour.
 
Someone in my class got caned circa 1983. He was talking, while at the same time others in the class that were routinely disobedient were causing a total riot at the back, but he got singled out and sent to the headmaster. The teacher just lost it completely, he wasn't in control of himself or the lesson.

I got whacked on the palm with a plimsoll when I was about 7 for telling the headteacher she was wrong. She was actually wrong. but whacked me anyway because as a good, god fearing roman catholic it was clearly her duty to punish children that showed her up to keep them in line. So, punishment for knowing more than teacher? Being beaten with an implement. Surely a valuable lesson.

Two of the incidents that led to my complete distrust of the public sector. If they can't be trusted to control themselves, they certainly can't be trusted with the legal power to beat children.
 
at primary school the use of slippers and rulers was common place, one teachers favourite pass time was breaking wooden rulers across the back of your legs but that particular teacher was i bit of a sadistic t***

on to secondary school which happened to be a boarding school there was no cane but punishment could be quite severe the teachers and house staff wouldn't think twice about putting you in your place so to speak if you stepped out of line and that's how it was we didn't complain about it we just knew the consequences if we did step out of line
 
I had a board cleaner thrown at me...I ducked and it sailed straight through a (closed!) window behind me.

I received detention for the broken window!!!!!
 
Punishment at secondary level was runs. I was quite fit back then!
 
Probably the worst punishments I received were from the same teacher - a Mr Saunders who was an 'old soldier': the slipper for completing just 3 sums in 3 minutes, and a little later public humiliation for being self-conscious and not singing loudly along with the rest of the class. I'd have been about 8 then. It's curious, because I did much worse things at other times (fighting and drinking whisky in school aged 15) and generally got away with that.

There were some teachers that did use a cane or a slipper, but generally they were sharp enough to apply it to the boys who needed it, rather than the general body of students.
 
Looks like a list of claims my grandsons could make against their favourite granddad.
 
12 years of Catholic convent school.
Evil, vindictive bitches in black whose weapon of choice was a steel rule.

That said, I don't think the current total lack of discipline in schools works either.
 
Had the cane a few times , can’t remember what for probably trivial pranks or fighting .. did it work ,no it just makes you a hero in school and more defiant than ever .. these days taking away there mobile phone is a bigger punishment
 
I remember a physics teacher who had huge pump/plimsoll called Percy, it was written on the sole. If you didn’t hand homework in you had to stand in the open classroom door at the end of the lesson and bend over, he would whack your arse with the pump as hard as he could so you practically flew into the corridor. Yes that’s right, you had been Persecuted :/

Sadistic b*****d.
 
We had a physics teacher who kept a small Van de Graaff generator on his desk. If he caught someone misbehaving he would turn it on and then tell them to come to the front and touch the dome to get a nice little electric shock off it.

The smarter kids knew to run to the front and touch it as soon as possible before it could build up much charge but the less smart ones (who were more often than not the recipients of the punishment) would hesitate before touching it and thus received much larger and more painful belts.

Happy days...
 
I was hit on the head with a blackboard rubber, got the slipper and progressed onto the cane :)
I turned out okay, so school did teach me something.
 
A games teacher once lifted me up by the hair and threw me against a wall! My crime, having a note excusing me from the lesson.

The fact I was on crutches and had one foot in a bloody great swathe of bandages - having had an operation on my foot, was neither here nor there. He completely lost his bloody mind that day.

Other than that, the odd piece of flying chalk and the occasional board rubber was par for the course and frankly got stuff sorted quick enough.
 
A games teacher once lifted me up by the hair and threw me against a wall! My crime, having a note excusing me from the lesson.

Games masters always seemed a bit unhinged when I was a kid. They often had long hair, wore gold medallions, were only interested in you if you could score goals in fooball and encouraged the other boys to abuse those that were not good at football. That's probably not really accurate, but I have memories of one particular character that dominate that particular area.
 
I was once punched in the face by a teacher in the 50s- if that happened now I would be quids in ;)

Same, punched by the headteacher in 2nd year or so I think. Probably 12 years old?
All for wearing trainers and 'leaning against the wall'.
 
When I was 7, a teacher put me across her knee and smacked my arse.
You'd pay a lot of money for that now.
 
As a primary school kid in the late 70's, I got a hefty spank on the back of the legs by a headmaster whose hands were the size of Pat Jenning's and often left a stinging embossed hand shaped mark as a reminder, then at boarding school in the early 80's it was the heel end of a plimsoll - again on the back of the leg.
The former occasion was due to was not paying attention at assembly (I kept glancing around despite my name being called out twice) but the latter was apparently because I was "employing" one of the bigger lads to bully a friend on my behalf, but I just couldn't recall any reason to even do anything like that in the first place but sadly my pleas of innocence fell on deaf ears anyway.
 
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I trained as a teacher in the mid-70's, and was most disappointed that it was no longer infra-dig to throw things at children in a menacing, aggressive and vengeful way. Instead I was told never to be left alone in a classroom with less than three children, in case I was accused of something unsavoury, and not to ask too much of the children, and not use red pen when marking, and never too many spelling corrections.

Wouldn't want to upset the little bast***s would we. (Oh sorry, did I say that out loud?)

BTW I was a good pupil, I never had any corporal punishment at all. Right little swot.
 
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Got beaten with canes and slippers/trainers between 7 and 13. Taught me not to get caught.
 
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