from the age of seven to twelve years old I was regularly caned by a head teacher, at a school my parents were paying good money for me to attend and to supposedly get a "better" education and this was always for very little or minor reasons, (I could see later that he was enjoying inflicting serious pain and wounds) what they did not investigate, is that in most cases, my crime for punishment was due entirely to my dyslexia, which had not been diagnosed at that time, this caused my father to take me out of the school and put me in state education, where I do believe it is fair to say I excelled, and finished in my last year as head boy, although finished is a term that I could go into depth about, because before the year ended I chose to leave, that's another story. I still hate the cunt and presume he is dead, I would have enjoyed bumping into him, once I was about seventeen or older, it might not have been a pretty sight.
CLEM