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Chapter 3: Three very naughty girls get their comeuppance
As you must now be aware by now, Miss Tamara Kenworthy, my Head of Discipline, was a major asset in helping me run my school, more or less relieving me of the day to day duties of punishing any misbehaving girls. She performed the role extremely effectively and efficiently. She was literally my ‘right hand man’ or, I should really say, ‘right hand woman’!
However, there were occasions when she was absent from school, usually attending various training courses that the School Board felt necessary for senior staff. In these instances, it fell to me as Headmaster to take on the role of Head of Discipline.
I shall recount one major disciplinary incident I can vividly recall having to deal with when Miss Kenworthy was absent from school on one of these occasions. She had been invited to give a key speech to a group of senior teachers in London at a teacher’s seminar on ‘How to improve discipline in your school’. She was clearly well qualified to give such a speech and had taken along two of our girls to provide a practical demonstration of her skills.
Anyway, at great expense to the school I had arranged a trip to the Natural History Museum in London. I took all thirty six of the lower sixth girls. All behaved well, apart from Charlotte, Kate and a new girl called Stephanie.
The next day I received an anonymous photo through the school’s Facebook account, which had already got eight thousand likes. It showed these three girls disgracing their school uniform by displaying their bare bottoms out of the back window of the bus.
In the absence of Miss Kenworthy, it fell to me as headmaster to deal with such a serious situation which could badly tarnish the school’s reputation. I decided to place them all in detention, each writing 500 lines:
“Displaying my bare bottom out of the back window of the school bus is totally unacceptable.’
When they had completed these, I intended to bare their offending bottoms and give them a damn good hiding with my plimsoll!
Within five minutes of being left alone, I could hear them chattering to each other and giggling!
‘Right! Enough is enough! Let’s get those bottoms bared!’ I said to myself and marched into the classroom and coughed loudly,
“AHEMMM!”
They immediately shut up and sat back down at their desks, trying to look as though they hadn’t done anything wrong.
“Do you think I’m stupid?! Don’t look so innocent. I cannot leave you five minutes on your own, can I?”
“All of you, on your feet, NOW!” I shouted.
As the three girls stood up, I said, very firmly, “Make a line before me,” pointing to the floor. “Just here, come on, quickly now!”
Three very nervous naughty pleasingly plump young bottoms came wiggling to where I pointed.
“That’s it, side by side…you on the end Kate.”
“Stop shuffling about Kate, get on the end facing me! And you Stephanie, stop grinning! It’s a spanking you are all about to get, not a reward for good behaviour!”
“Smiling at me like butter wouldn’t melt will not make any difference. Stand with your backs straight, shoulders back!”
“Marginally better but stop squirming Kate! And damn well stop fiddling with the hem of your gym slip!”
‘‘Yes Mr Jones, sorry Sir,’’ replied a humble and subdued Kate.
more to come…