Last night was “That’ll Teach’em” night: modern teenagers made to go through a term in a 1950s school. They don’t use corporal punishment in the programme,* but there is usually still a lot to sink my pervy teeth into.
Yesterday, for instance, one girl was goofing off in choir practice, and so the music teacher made her sing solo in the morning assembly, in front of the whole school. She was visibly worried beforehand, though she did try to brazen it out that morning in the dorm. When the time came to sing, she quickly found her voice, and in the end managed to give as reasonable a performance as her vocal talent allowed.
I was watching this, and imagining a story I would write. The main character is a frustrated musician, whiling away his still-not-famous days teaching music in a school. He can’t find a way to approach his pupils; whatever he does, they seem to mock him.
There is one girl in particular who spends the entire lessons whistling the tunes instead of singing them. The teacher would love to send her to the Headmaster, but he wants to make her submit to his will without external help. And so, he makes her sing the school song in assembly, expecting that embarrassment will subdue her, and he would come out on top.
Far from it: the girl is enjoying her time on the stage, and proves quite a performer. She makes the whole school sing the chorus with her, and gets a standing ovation from the pupils.
The Headmaster is now aware that this teacher has no control over his pupils, and is not impressed at having been kept in the dark.
The girl gets caned after all, for not treating her punishment with the seriousness it deserved. The teacher gets fired. The end.
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* Obviously!
A spanko journalist friend of mine who is stationed in Beirut was telling me about hearing how girls who went to the French schools in Lebanon were frequently disruptive while singing the French national anthem at the beginning of each school day. Their punishment? Being spanked bare-bottomed by the nuns. Wallah! as they say in Arabic — by God, it’s true! So he and I then proceeded to imagine a story about a defiant Lebanese school girl who gets it good from those horrible imperialist nuns. And one of these days I might actually write the story. 😉
I like your story about the frustrated musician and the defiant school song singer. Her being a real diva is a great touch.
I love this story and love the thought of nuns spanking naughty girls in panties or bare bottom