I got beat pretty much daily from 7th grade to somewhere around 10th grade. I started playing football in 10th grade and seemed to mellow out after that. 7th grade...at LEAST 3 times a week. every and I mean EVERY teacher in our school had a paddle. a big-un too. some were thicker than others, but they ALL had one even the females.
throwing books, spitballs, running in the halls, teenage boy jackassery.
my dad also was a firm believer in corporal punishment (the physical kind, not the death kind). My dad had an oak chair slat. ouch. He wore a belt too, if you heard that belt slapping the loops as he yanked it out, you knew you dun foooked up.
I am convinced that got me through Marine Corps training..
