This is another Pat Brown Story. It purely from my imagination. I have never been a teacher or a parent. I hope you enjoy the story.
The year is 1988. Pat Brown has been a teacher in Secondary Schools in different parts of NZ for the past 25 years. The Labour Government is talking about abolishing CP in schools and the classes are getting really hard to manage. Pat has come into some money and he decided to open a English Language Centre to teach foreign students English so that they are able to go to University in an English speaking country.
The Language Centre had been open for several weeks and already Pat had 6 students who had been referred by an agency in Auckland.
There were two Japanese girls, a Korean girl, all in their late teens early 20s an 18 year old boy from Korea, Kim Lee, and two Japanese boys one a 17 year old, Shoichi Suzuki and the other 19 years old Kenji Wasada.. All were keen and really worked hard at their lessons, Pat was enjoying himself teaching them and wondered why Kiwi kids could not behave as well as his present students did.
During a break in lessons one day he asked the students why they worked so hard.
"Well in Korea we are beaten with a stick if we don't work hard at school," said Kim.
Kenji and Shoichi both said that in Japan if you didn't study you would not be able to enter a prestigious university and so be denied a chance for a job at a big company.
The girls just said that they were working hard because their parents had paid a lot of money for their fees and they didn't want to disappoint their parents.
Pat said, "When I was going to school I was caned a few times for doing things I shouldn't have done. Also while teaching I could cane or give detention to boy students who were misbehaving or breaking rules. Girls got detention."
"What is detention?" asked Kenji.
"After school you have got to stay in and do more lessons or write lines for 30 minutes or one hour, depending on what you had done. Personally I preferred the cane, it was over in a few minutes and apart from a sore backside for a few hours, you could get on with your life and your parents didn't know you had been punished unless it was something serious and the school telephoned them."
The lesson continued......
....................A few days later Kim and the two Japanese boys were fooling in class, laughing and disturbing the pace of the lesson. Pat looked at them with a frown.
"Come on men, it is lesson time, fool about at break time."
Things settled down for about 30 minutes.
"Excuse me Pat, can I go to the toilet," asked Kim?
"Ofcourse."
"Excuse me Pat, I must go to the toilet, said Kenji."
"Kim is there at the moment, can you wait or you can go to the female toilet next floor up."
"I go now," said Kenji and dashed from the room with a big grin on his face.
Pat stood looking after him when.....
"Excuse me Pat can I go toilet," said Shoichi, who not waiting for an answer dashed from the room.
Pat waited 5 minutes and when no one came back to class, went down the corridor towards the toilet. Outside the door he paused as he heard excited voices and laughing. Pushing open the door he found his three students smoking and laughing.
"Guys this is not break time. If you want a break, ask don't make up silly excuses. If you were at my old school I would cane you for smoking." The three looked at him, flipped their partially smoked cigarettes into the toilet pan through the opened door of the stall and sheepishly made their way back to class..
At the proper break time they were quite subdued and Pat wondered if he had played the heavy a little too much.
Things settled down again and for several more weeks all the students worked hard. More students arrived and Pat employed another teacher part time to help.
One Friday evening about 10.30pm Pat received a phone call from the local Police Station, it turned out to be one of his old students from about ten years earlier. After identifying himself, he said, "Look Mr. Brown we have a bit of a problem. We have checked a couple of clubs and we caught some underage drinkers. They tell us that they are students at your Language Centre, would you like to come down to the Station and collect them. At this stage we probably let them off with a warning."
Pat got out his car and drove down to the Police Station about 15 minutes from his home. He went in and asked for the duty sargent and was shown into a office. He was standing there waiting when his old student, Allan Leggitt came into the office followed by his three students, Kim, Kenji and Shoichi.
"Well Mr. Brown, here are your three, as I said on the phone we are going to let them off with an official warning. If they pull anything like this again we will have their visas yanked and they will have to go home.
"Thanks Allan, I'll take these guys home and talk turkey to them."
The three were a little tipsy so Pat took them to the Language Centre's mini coach and loaded them aboard. As all three were living just down the road from Pat's house, Pat took them to his house to give them a cup of coffee. After the coffee was drunk, he walked them down the road to the two houses where the boys were boarding and after seeing their home stay parents, he told them that he would see the three of them at the Language Centre next morning at 9am sharp.
Saturday Morning. Kenji and Shoichi were waiting at the Centre when Pat arrived, looking very unsure of themselves. Kim arrived shortly afterwards and all three were seated in their usual seats before 9am.
Pat sitting on a desk said, "Well gentlemen let us get down to business. If you don't understand what I am saying at any time please stop me and I will make it simple. Then before I go to the next part of what I am saying, I will ask you if there are any questions. Do you understand so far?"
The three nodded.
"First what you did last night was breaking the law. In New Zealand as I have explained before you are not allowed to go into a bar or a club and buy alcohol unless you are 20 years old or you are accompanied by an adult. Do you understand this?"
"Yes Pat."
"So, if you understand why did you go into the club?"
"We wanted to do some exciting thing Pat," said Kim.
"Well as I see it I have no option but to ask your parents to recall you to your countries. I can not have my students breaking the law. If that happens and the Educational Authority finds out, they will take away my license to run my Language Centre."
"Pat is there a way that you can punish me instead of telling my parents, they will be very upset," said Kim.
Kenji and Shoichi agreed, "Our parents would be very angry."
"How will your parents treat you if you are sent home?"
"I will be beaten badly," said Kim.
Kenji was not sure, he thought that he would be grounded and lose privileges for a long time.
My Father was educated in the American high school and he uses a paddle when I was punished, until I was 14 years old," said Shoichi, but he has not hit me since I became 15."
"Well if you were students at an ordinary school you would be caned, but I can not cane you. ........."
"If we accept the cane from you, how many hits?"
"As I said I cant cane you, one reason is that it is against the law and the other is I don't have a cane here.. I have one at home that I used on my two sons when they were growing up. One is now married, and I am a grandfather. The other is still at University."
"Pat can we talk about this ourselves."
Ok, I'll go to my office and catch up on the paper work. Come and get me when you are ready to continue talking. Have some coffee if you wish." Pat went down the corridor to his office........................
There was a knock at the office door. It was Kim.
"Pat we have talked and we have something to ask."
"I'll be there in a minute, I have just got to finish this return." ...... Pat pushed his chair back from his desk and went back along the corridor to the lecture room.
"Ok guys, what is it you want to know."
"Pat," Kim began, Pat if we got you to cane us, could we not leave your school and go home?"
"Kenji said, "Yes Pat, you cane us at your house, not at school, like your sons."
"I see, what about you Shoichi, do you agree also?"
"Yes Pat, I no want to go home in disagree."
"You mean disgrace?"
"Yes disgrace."
"If I cane you, it means that you will not be able to get into trouble again. If you do you will be sent straight home. OK?"
Pat looked at his watch, "My wife is out shopping now. We may as well get this over and you guys will have the rest of the day to recover. Come on, I'll take you in the car."
At Pat's home they got out of the car and went inside. Pat led them to the room that he had used as a study while he was teaching. It was a converted bedroom and book shelves lined two walls. There was a battered desk behind which was an old swivel chair. In the corner was a built in wardrobe. It was quite a large room with plenty of light coming through the windows. Pat went to the wardrobe and opened it, he reached into the back and brought out two straight canes, one slightly longer and thicker than the other.
He shut the wardrobe door and walked over to the desk flexing the canes as he went.
"Whose idea was it that you go to the club and drink?"
"My idea Pat," said Shoichi, "I wanted to get plastered like they did in the movie we watched on TV."
"We wanted to go for a drink also Pat," said Kim.
"Wait here," Pat left the room. While he was gone the three young men stood silently in a line, looking at the canes. Five minutes later Pat came back.
"Right Shoichi, you are first. I want you to go to the next room on this side of the corridor, take off your jeans and put on the football shorts you find there. You may keep your underpants, or boxers on."
"Pat why do we have to take my jeans off.?"
"Because there are pockets on the back that will get in the way of the cane." Shoichi left the room and returned a little later.. As he came into the room it was obvious he was a little pale, but he was calm.
Shoichi, I want you to come over to the desk. Bend over it and reach to wards the far edge, place your feet a little apart, a bit more." Now you are going to get twelve strokes. Six now and then six later after the other two have had their first six, do you understand?"
Shoichi nodded.
Pat went to the left side of Shoichi, a little behind him. He swished the cane through the air a few times and then let it rest against Shoichi's buttocks. The end of the cane was about halfway across the right buttock. Pat raised the cane in the air and brought it down in a swift arc putting the weight of his shoulder into the stroke. The cane flew through the air with an angry swish and landed with a loud crack exactly where Pat had aimed, halfway down the buttocks. Apart from a slight flinch, Shoichi didn't move.
To Kenji and Kim it seemed that the cane bit into Shoichi's slim firm buttocks, was buried momentarily and then was raised again for the next stroke. When the cane was raised they could see the line across the white football shorts where the cane had landed.
Five more strokes rained down, all within the same area in a band of about 3cms across the middle of Shoichi's buttocks.
"You may stand Shoichi and go and stand with your friends."
Shoichi apart from gently rubbing his rear was slightly flushed.
"Kim you are next. Do the same as Shoichi, there are some shorts in the next room for you as well."
"Pat in my country we were caned with no clothes on."
"Kim in New Zealand it is not the custom to cane with no pants on, just do as I say."
Kim left the room and shortly came back with some faded black rugby shorts on which fitted him like a glove. He went straight across to the desk and bent over it with his legs slightly apart without waiting to be told. His backside filled the shorts more than Shoichi's had.
Pat lined up the first stroke, took the cane back and let fly. There was the usual swish followed by the meaty thwip as the stick met its intended target. As the cane was lifted away ready for the second stroke, the two watching saw Kim's behind moving in the shorts as it came to grips with the pain that had just landed upon it. The second stroke landed and again Kim's backside moved to help alleviate the pain.
"Keep still," barked Pat.
Four more strokes fell, the last two had Kim gasping a little.
"Right stand up, Kenji it is your turn."
Kim stood gently massaging his burning rear end and moved over to stand by Shoichi, who was still rubbing his bottom slowly. Kenji left the room and came back wearing a pair of blue nylon soccar shorts.
"Pat, these are the only shorts that fit me."
"Kenji you know what to do." Kenji went to the desk and bent over.
"Feet a little wider please."
Pat took aim. Kenji had the perfect bottom which was nicely defined in the tight shiny nylon shorts he was wearing. The cane was drawn back .....then sped down to the waiting target. The usual angry swish followed by the crack as it landed. To the watching two, it seemed to be completely buried into those spongy mounds of muscle. As the cane was raised Kenji went up on tip toes and then lowered himself onto his heels waiting for the next stroke to land. As the cane was speeding towards the thrust up buttocks, Kenji moved back towards the cane, which again cracked across his seat with a much louder sound than before. Ccrrack. As the cane was lifted away the two watchers again could see the well defined line left by the cane. Again Kenji lifted up on his toes and then settled back on his heels. Strokes three and four fell. When number five fell, Kenji gasped and as the last fell he let out a low moan.
"Right Kenji go stand by your friends. Right you guys, you are halfway through. Do you want the rest now or wait a few days?"
The three young men looked at each other. All were still rubbing their smarting behinds.
Kenji said, "We want to get it over now Pat."
"Shoichi." Without having to say anything else Shoichi went to the desk and bent over it. Pat could see he was trembling. Shoichi got five strokes, lighter than before, but still hard enough to let him know that he was getting punished. The final stroke was lined up and landed with a resounding CCCRRACK, right on the line where thigh meets buttock. It was the hardest stroke Shoichi had received that day. He let go with a cry.
"You may stand Shoichi." As he stood Shoichi was rubbing his rear frantically with one hand and he was wiping away tears from his eyes with the other.
Without waiting to be told Kim went over to the desk and bent over it, making sure his legs were apart and waited. Pat laid on the strokes the same way as he had before, five strokes just hard enough to let Kim know he was being punished. The last stroke sped through the air with the now familiar angry swish, followed by a meaty thwack as it landed right on the spot where buttock met thigh. Kim stood up straight without waiting to be told and grabbed his behind with both hands, not rubbing but grabbing fist fulls, squeezing hard. He had tears trickling down his cheeks also, though he hadn't cried out.
"Kenji," Pat said.
Kenji looked at Pat, then went to the desk and bent over it. The blue nylon shorts were filled to capacity and the line between buttock and thigh was nicely defined. Pat laid on the first five, this time hitting harder than he had the other two, but still not as hard as he had the first time around. Again Kenji rose on his toes each time the cane landed. The final stroke landed exactly where Pat planned. Kenji stood up. He slowly walked across to where the others were standing rubbing his behind. He was not crying and this time he had not made a sound during the actual caning.
Pat put away the canes. "Guys, here is some 'Solarcarn', if you want you can rub it on your bottoms and it will take some of the sting out of them. Then put your jeans back on and come down to the kitchen."
Pat went to the kitchen leaving the three young men. In the kitchen he got four stubbies out of the fridge and put four glasses on the table and sat and waited.
Fifteen minutes later the three came to the kitchen. Pat offered them chairs and put a cushion on the seat of each. The three smiled at Pat rather wanly, Shoichi's eye still red from crying, but he also smiled. They sat down carefully.
"As far as I am concerned you have all been punished for breaking the law. I will tell no one what has happened today. If you want to tell some one that is you decision to make. Do you understand?"
The three nodded in unison.
"Right that is over and done. We start with a clean slate, a clean record sheet. If you guys want to have a beer that is fine, but go to the bar with a responsible adult, except you Shoichi, you are still too young, understand? Ok lets have a beer, handing around the beer and glasses. "Do you want to stay for lunch?"
For the rest of their time in the Language Centre and New Zealand they were model students. All three graduating with distinction in the final examination.