I went to a Catholic School in Germany and I was a hyper nut case of a child. In today's world instead of the paddle, they would have used ritalin..back then it was the paddle. I was bright, so I figured out how to be an instigator which made it worse. Anyway for awhile bewteen grades one and 7 there wasn't a week that went by when I would not get at least one paddling after school. If you were paddled by the nuns, that meant pants down, if you were sent to the priest (which happended to me serveral times) that meant you got the padde on your barfe bottom. The worst of it is that I had to bring a note home to be signed..that meant an early bedtime that night and then the next night a spanking with the wooden spoon on my bare bottom from her! I think that is why I now love to spank and also need to be spanked sometimes to this day. If anybody wants to discuss it...I can be found at
avisit2thewoodshed@yahoo.com thanks-Mike