MRG
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In the 8th grade we boys had a pushing contest to get in our out of the men's room. Group on each side was pushing, it was stupid boy stuff. It was somehow related music class and the male music teacher was going to "fix" the problem. There's was no real problem, we all knew each other and had been classmates since kindergarten. It was stupid boy stuff.
No one would blame anyone else, we were united in our silence, and stayed that way. Most really were just watching and a few on both sides pushing, you really couldn't say whose fault it was if you wanted to. After all he's the music teacher, what's he going to do?
In his wisdom the teacher gets out his paddle, it's a 2×4 with a handle, more like a club. Since no one would talk we all were beaten with his club. One by one we were taken out in the hall and clubbed. It didn't sting, it bruised deeply for weeks. I didn't say anything nor did any of the other boys. Too bad we didn't.
No one would blame anyone else, we were united in our silence, and stayed that way. Most really were just watching and a few on both sides pushing, you really couldn't say whose fault it was if you wanted to. After all he's the music teacher, what's he going to do?
In his wisdom the teacher gets out his paddle, it's a 2×4 with a handle, more like a club. Since no one would talk we all were beaten with his club. One by one we were taken out in the hall and clubbed. It didn't sting, it bruised deeply for weeks. I didn't say anything nor did any of the other boys. Too bad we didn't.