Suddenly, the cane

I think I must have been a fairly difficult child, because I can remember clearly the day when I said something that irritated my mother. She disappeared for a moment and came back with a 2ft school cane.

She grabbed my right hand and gave me two powerful strokes across the palm. I burst into tears and sat with my hand clamped in my armpit for half an hour afterwards. As the pain lessened, I noticed that I’d wet myself too.

I was about eight at the time. I received several more canings and then, for no reason, mother stopped dishing them out.

Contributor: Ken

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