One of my favourite poets, W.B. Yeats, had some painful moments in his school days, if you trust his “Autobiographies” (1926):

I was very much afraid of physical pain, and one day when I had made some noise in class, my friend the athlete was accused and I allowed him to get two strokes of the cane before I gave myself up. He had held out his hands without flinching and had not rubbed them on his sides afterwards. I was not caned, but was made to stand up fo the rest of the lesson. I suffered very much afterwards when the thought came to me, but he did not reproach me.

Call me cynical, but I actually think the athlete friend was loving it. Oh, what a hero he was, to have taken the cane on behalf of another boy, and taken it so bravely. Just look how happy similar circumstances had made Tom Sawyer!

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