My elementary school principal was my dads teacher. She had permission from my parents to whoop my ass before I started kindergarten! As luck would have it, I was just like my dad and had calluses on both cheeks. I was not the mild mannered child my parents expected! I'll never forget Mrs. Parker. She beat me like a red-headed step child for 6 years before we moved out of town! And I'm better for all those pops, swats, beatings. Worse ones was that yard stick. Damn that stung! She broke it on me