When I was in seventh grade, I was paddled by my English teacher who I just happened to have a crush on. I was raised in south Georgia, where all teachers had permission to paddle their students.
On this particular day, our English teacher Miss Mac had warned us that the next person who was caught talking would be paddled after school. Unfortunately for me, I was caught talking to the person next to me. Miss Mac wrote my name on the board and told me to report to her after school.