The fondness of boys beating each other
The penchant of boys for beating each other is
a fact which can be observed in every street. In school, this urge finds a
convenient soil. It is especially common at preparatory schools for boys to ask
the master (particularly a young, sociable, and favourite master) to
beat them with a slipper or other not too penal implement. On
one occasion a young master was taking a stroll in some woods adjoining the school-grounds,
where he came on a group of boys playfully flogging each other; on his
appearance a shout of greeting went up, and he was unanimously asked to become
head of the game.
In this case he did so, and with such seriousness that
the boys regretted their invitation; for he disapproved strongly of such
promiscuous beating among boys, and was resolved to teach them a lesson in their
own currency. The paradox was that, according to the school laws, no master
except the Head himself was permitted to chastise the boys at all!
On a repetition of the boys' request, however (for not
even a severe chastisement could diminish their childish games), the master
reported the matter to the Head, who inflicted such severe public birchings as
to quench the love of flagellation in the bosom of even the youngest pupil.
Yet even this is not certain in every case, for many
lads, especially the most frequently-chastised, derive from corporal punishment
a masochistic pleasure that grows with each successive infliction.
Extracted from Chastisement
Across The Ages by Gerva D’Olbert (The Fortune Press,
1956).
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I concur with the last paragraph. I was at a small boarding school with only a few masters for one year, yet developed a taste for the cane due to its very liberal daily usage. The ritual of the whole event, leading to leaving the study tearful and with a stinging bottom, still excites me. The phrase six of the best even now gives me butterflies like it did fifty odd years ago...
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