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| The tool of punishment when I was a kid was a green peach switch, and I had to cut it myself. Lady on the other end of the switch was in her '80s, stood just over 4' but boy could she make you "dance". But if she thought you were wrogly accused she had your back. Boy, do I miss that little old lady. Got a paddling when I was in grade school once, big wooden paddle withholes in it, seemed like a cake walk compared to the peach switch. Those that were there will tell you I came out of the cloak room laughing. | |
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A Bible and a belt
