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A Taste of English Discipline

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Photo-story from Blushes 83 with Jane Williams Astrid Heinemann and Katrin Meyer were going to an English summer school, for a month in July. It had just been confirmed that morning. Now after school Astrid had gone round to Katrin’s house to discuss it. It was  highly exciting ! Phantastisch!  A month in beautiful England! But also perhaps a little bit frightening. Because didn’t the English have a reputation of physical punishments? Punishments that included  caning . And Astrid and Katrin would of course be subject to whatever regulations were in force at the school. So if there was this caning... Astrid said, ‘It is  so exciting . Caning by an Englishman Katrin! I am sure he will want to cane these two lovely German girls sent to England for instruction.’ Astrid said this because she had in fact been caned already, by her uncle Heinrich. On three separate occasions when she had stayed with him. She had...

Musical Chairs Etcetera

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Photo-story from Blushes 84 ‘It’s always a very difficult decision,’ Anthony Banling, Headmaster of St Angela’s School, said. ‘And when I have a difficult decision like that I may just go for something simple and straightforward. Like… musical chairs for instance.’ He laughed, thinking about it. ‘Yes musical chairs. What better way can you think of for choosing new girl senior prefects? I mean think of the qualities required. Alertness. Anticipation. Plus that graceful rhythmic movement as they circle ready to pounce. Musical appreciation even. Yes, I really think so.’ The other two seated with Anthony Banling in his study laughed. They were in effect his inner cabinet: Stanley Smithers, Deputy Head and senior English master, fiftyish like the Head and dressed in his usual baggy tweeds; and Bob Mardue, Head of History, some ten years younger, in a smarter suit. Smithers said, ‘Why not just have them draw straws, though it mi...