Comeon admit it. We have all been to school and at some point of time been whacked by our teachers. Which was your best whack till date that you still remember and puts smile on your face everytime you think of it.
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Jeegar, I bet you were smiling when you posed the question :), so why dont you start by telling us about the whacking you received?
Well, I think I was in my 4th Std. I was making my paper rocket which misfired due to an untimely launch and settled in my teacher’s curly hair. she walked up to me and after some bantering that I was so very used to and didn’t care to remember, she opened my bag and found only Archies comics – one of which read “Pals and Gals”. That was it. The next thing I remember are resonating ears and a red cheek. 🙂
I think I have been hit just once or twice in school. One thing is that such moments stay forever entrenched in your mind.
The time I got hit was in Std 3 or 4. I was trying to wipe my runny nose and was trying to search a handkerchief to do it in my bag. Someone wrongly complained to the teacher that I was trying to wipe it on others. :-). Before I could explain to the teacher, I got a tight slap and was asked to stand outside the class.
There are countless incidences beginning from second standard till 8th. There was a popular song in Marathi “Chhadi laage chhum chhum, vidya yei ghum ghum”. Unfortunately, the teachers took the song too literally.
Has anyone been whacked by the ‘Paandus/Maamas’?
NO such memory for me – was class monitor from KG through 8th – dished out some walloping but never received any. Although I did get some in French tution class – strict teacher (Mrs. Bobinmaker). She was an older Parsi lady – very sweet but strict. She used to have a large dining table and with stools around it and more stools next all along the walls of the room. She used to have this 4-5 ft long “chhadi” – so she could reach even the most distant kid. Had a bad day when we could not conjugate one of the odd verbs (attendre or etiendre) and got one for whack on the palm for each mistake. From that time on I used to sit right next to her – go figure why 😉
Me the good girl, never, parents or teachers.
Although, our craft teacher once asked us to fold the square craft paper. I thought folding once as usual, but she said she wanted folding twice. And slapped the good girl who was sitting right below her nose!??
Got Caned many many times……
But the most memorable incidence is during the Ethics class, the catholic boys would go to Bible or New Testament class and all non-Catholics would have moral science…Whenever our teacher had to go for a meeting she would call another Sir D’Souza to our class. Sir D’Souza liked to take a nap and would tell us to finish our homework and be quiet.
As soon as Sir D’Souza took a nap behind his newspaper we would keep our Camilin boxes on the edge of the desk and one by one would drop it on the floor….It was so hilarious to see him wake and being all startled…He would scream at us, threaten us and again would continue his nap…
One day we crossed the limit by sending marbles from behind the room to his table when he was taking his ususal nap….As he woke up and saw all these marbles coming to him, he lost it…He asked for the name of boys who had done that….no one spoke a word…. he called the Principal from the Office.
The Principal came to the our class and on seeing what we had done was very angry….Asked the name of the boys who had done that prank…No one spoke….The whole class was caned, each of received 5 solid canes on the butt…..
I am still laughing as I am writing this incidence…It took me back to my school years……Nostalgia…
Seems like Kutchis aren’t far behind when it comes to getting their butts spanked. Hey Sanket, the ball is in your court now. Other than me and other seniors 🙂 in hostel who else had a good time at your cost.