Old school

The last meeting tonight in the old High school brought out a lot of memories of our own school days.
A display of torture instraments or "Belts" were used freely to rule the un-ruly.
Even a guid wee lass like myself, was thrapped 3 time. I first got "belted" for combing my doll's hair in Primary 3. It was all down hill from there.
One lady in our team, got the belt for sniggering at a small lady teacher who had to stand a box to deal out the punishment. She then continued to "belt" the whole class.
And we wonder why the corpral punishment was stopped.
Mind you, I could happily see some of the wee B*88ers beaten within an inch sometimes and no, I'm not a teacher.

Before you ask, That is a Yard stick.



Baking for a wee leaving party tomorrow, so Ali isn't speaking to me. Just because the cake is not for him......sigh!

And big day tomorrow, because, We are 3.