The American way

In 1987, I was given the exciting news that our family was to travel to Colorado. As a 12-year-old boy I automatically tho… more

A harsher reality

I think I may have had the odd smack on the bum as a toddler but by the time I was 11 years old, within at least living memory, I … more

Sharing the suffering

Looking back on my childhood in the Netherlands, few events have made such an impression on me as the first time I was span… more

A mass slippering

I went to a private all boys prep school in the early 60s and had a PE teacher named Mr Scott [name changed – Ed] who was very f… more

Pot shots

My parents were pretty big stoners when I was growing up – they were at Woodstock, they were liberals. They didn’t … more

The first of many

It was 1951, and I was six years old. My mother would often take me on the bus to the cinema in the next town, and I had asked pe… more

Whacks and water

After reading about school punishments in some recent postings it is time for me to come out of the woodwork and report my … more

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