So today was the first day of school for the middle-school math teacher known around here as Lumberkid. She's spent the last two weeks making sure her classroom was ready; doing way more work than I ever imagined was necessary.
So anyway, she is excited about her kids even though she knows some of them will be a challenge. And she's decided to ignore her dad's suggestions as to the best and most durable discipline-bats to use. She's going to rely instead on non kinetic discipline techniques.
When I was in school things were handled differently. The vice principal had a paddle the size of Rhode Island. It had nails sticking out at odd angles and it had been known to throw sparks when used properly. Early on the vice principal declared himself "wise to my shenanigans" and so daily beatings followed. But only till his arms got tired. And of course they stopped when I graduated, well almost. He followed me to my first few jobs out of high school but eventually he decided he couldn't afford the extra gas and paddle maintenance.
Anyway, I sure wish Lumberkid well. I know she'll be spectacular. I'm already proud.