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This scene reminds me how we got caning in our school days. Anyway we get it on our short-clad bottom. The way principal or discipline master canned us is similar. The boy is asked to stand up and come to the front of the class or sometime outside. Then master having cane in his righthand, hold the left hand of the boy by his left hand. Then he harshly hit by cane in his right hand on poor boys bottom. We used to jump up and down due to severe pain and also rub our bottom with right hand. Then master warned us to take our hand out of the bottom. In primary classes we only had the protection of short as we were not having underwear beneath it. In secondary classes he had additional protection of our underwear. But no help. Cane strokes were so harsh out bottom was like burning. We broke into tears. After going back home we used to see our bottom from a mirror after lowering our shorts and underwear privately in our room. Bottom had red color marks from cane strokes.
