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I have come to know him at his late age when he was a bulky old man with a white moustache ; he used to go with us to our pub to play cards. We had our customary table there and we used to sit there from the opening time until the closing time. The old man was always sitting genially at the table, smoking a Virginia cigar and slowly drinking his beer. After each pull, he always carefully wiped his moustache and he was very fond of telling stories.

The pub was usually empty in the morning so when a girl in a school uniform turned up in the pub one day, who was obviously a truant, waiting with her boyfriend until the parents go to work and leave the apartment empty, we started to speak about the spoiled young generation and a hard hand, which is missing in education today. And the old man interjected in the conversation: My dear, this will always be the same, whether the children are educated by Mike Tyson or by Marian Wright Edelman. When you speak about spanking, I am probably the only real professional expert here – I had this directly in my job description. Have you noticed what the girl is wearing? That’s a uniform from the St. Thomas School. I know that school. I worked there. Naturally, we urged him to explain this and so he started to tell the story:

This was still before the World War II. At that time, I was still a big hunk of a man and not an old man like now, but there was not much work at that time so I took any job I could. I also worked as a school janitor at the St. Thomas School. At that time, it was a very famous school, one of the few ones, which survived the empire as a private girl education institute. In the whole “institute”, I was the only man. The students were a huge crowd of girls divided essentially in 2 groups – the younger ones from the first to the fifth forms and the older ones from the sixth to the eighth forms. I will later explain you why they were divided in this way. And there were also female teachers there – I also divided them for myself into two groups, namely a group of young single teachers, fresh graduates, and a group of “old frumps” – they were also unmarried teachers, but somewhat “past their best” and sour as a spoiled cabbage. And above all of them, the headmistress beamed – in my terminology, I called her “the old hag”. She was about fifty years old, scrawny, dry, always starchy and rigid as a ruler and explicitly similar to a spanking cane, which she always used to carry about her. Her eyes were like needles and her voice was like a bugle. Her slogan was “order and obedience are most important”. And she knew only a single means of keeping order – spanking.

Immediately after I had become an employee, she told me that my main duty would be to execute, “strictly and honestly”, the punishments imposed by herself or by the other female teachers. From the times of my predecessor, everything was perfectly in place and well-elaborated. She also personally showed me my “workplace” right away. She took me to the basement, where there were only wooden chairs at the wall: “So, this is the waiting room ; this is where the students will be waiting until their turn comes in case more of them accumulate here – but I hope that will be an exceptional case.” Later on, the experience showed that the opposite was true – there were always so many of them that they simply had to wait and that made the punishment substantially more severe. Then the headmistress went across the room and opened the next door: “And this is where you will be doing the spanking”.

I saw a relatively large room, also with bare walls. By the door, there was a large cabinet; on the other side, there was a sort of a small counter with an open book. In the middle, there was a big massive chair with a backrest and near to this chair, there was a strong wooden bench with a hole in the middle. I stared at the equipment and was completely flummoxed by this. When the headmistress noticed it, she started to explain: “Do not be mistaken, our students are awfully cheeky. If we want to educate them, we must be just but strict. Up there in the classrooms, there is no time for punishments during the lessons. There, we can hit them with a cane over their hands or bottoms at the most, but that is not enough. Therefore, whenever any professor encounters behaviour, which deserves punishment, she writes it down in a notebook and gives the student a piece of paper stating the degree of punishment, which she requests. When the lessons are over for the girls, they will come down here to you – it is your duty to await them here at that time. A student will give you her piece of paper, you will write it down in the book”, she pointed at the small counter with the book, “and will execute the punishment without any delay. I would like to make it clear that I wish,” at this point the old hag raised her voice and started to swish the cane, “that every punishment is executed on a naked bottom, not covered with anything, thoroughly and fairly. In order to intensify the effect, it is necessary that the bottom is appropriately stuck out and taut – this is why,” she pointed around the room with her hand, “this equipment is here. You can spank the students from the lower forms for minor misdemeanours while having them bent over your leg – but spank them thoroughly!”, she emphasised and looked at me doubtfully: “I hope that you have sufficient physical condition for this.” Well, in the military service, I was among the scouts and I said this to the headmistress. She seemed to be pleased by this because she nodded and continued: “You can spank the ones from the higher forms by bending them here over the backrest of the chair . You can put a stool under the smaller ones, so that their bottoms are perfectly sticking out. If you judge, by the behaviour of the student or, later on, from your own experience, that it is a rebellious, a hypersensitive or a restless student, you can tie her to the front of the bench. The bench is our severest piece of equipment – we use it for the gravest offences of the students from last forms and, as you will see, sometimes we must also punish some members of our staff. Such a culprit will undress, lie down on the bench; you must tie her in a lying position and I request that you put this cylinder under their bottoms.” She took a motley cylinder from beneath the bench and put it on the bench meaningfully and proudly looked around. “As you can see, we are a perfectly equipped institute.”