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>Submission to the Parliamentary Subcommittee on >Educational Discipline: A First-Person Account > >Members of the subcommittee, my name is John Smith, >and I am here today to speak to you about my personal >experience with corporal punishment in New Zealand >high schools. I attended Northwood Boys' High in the >late 1970s and early 1980s, a time when the cane was a >standard and accepted form of discipline. I am here to >argue that it should be reconsidered for >reintroduction. > >My caning occurred in my third year of high school. >The offense was seemingly minor: I was caught passing >a note to a friend during a geography lesson. It was a >silly, nonsensical drawing, but it had caused a ripple >of giggles in the back row. Our teacher, a stern man >named Mr. Thompson, did not tolerate such disruptions. >He confiscated the note and, without a word, wrote my >name on the blackboard. That was the signal; a summons >to the Headmaster’s office. > >The procedure was a well-understood, almost >ritualistic one. After the school day ended, I had to >report to Mr. Campbell's office. The walk there was >the worst part—a long, silent corridor, each step >filled with dread. I knocked on the large oak door and >was told to enter. Mr. Campbell sat at his desk, and >the cane, a thin, flexible stick of a dark wood, >rested ominously on a rack behind him. He didn't waste >time on a lecture. He simply told me to stand behind >his desk, place my hands on the top, and lean over. >This position made it impossible to see the swing or >the impact, and it made you feel completely >vulnerable. The headmaster administered three strokes. >The sound was a sharp thwack that seemed to echo in >the quiet office, followed by a searing sting across >the seat of my trousers. He didn't hit me particularly >hard, but the pain was immediate and shocking. > >The immediate feeling was a hot, throbbing ache that >pulsed through my backside. I had to walk home with a >stiff gait, trying to hide the discomfort. For the >rest of the evening and into the next day, my backside >felt tender and bruised. I was acutely aware of the >soreness when I sat down, a constant reminder of my >misdeed. The physical effects lasted about 48 hours, a >fleeting punishment for a lesson that has stayed with >me my entire life. > >And that is precisely why I support the reintroduction >of the cane. The punishment was quick, it was >decisive, and its consequences were unambiguous. There >was no argument, no prolonged process, no endless >conversations with parents or school counsellors. The >moment I stood up from that desk, the matter was >closed. I had a clear understanding of what I had done >wrong and what the consequence was. It taught me a >powerful lesson about respecting the classroom >environment and the authority of the teacher. In >today's schools, there seems to be a lack of respect >and a culture of entitlement that makes it difficult >for teachers to maintain control. While I do not >believe in its indiscriminate use, I think a carefully >regulated return of the cane for serious, persistent >offenses could serve as a much-needed final deterrent, >restoring a sense of order and accountability that is >currently lacking. It’s not about inflicting pain; >it's about imparting a sense of immediate consequence >that ultimately serves the greater good of the school >community.
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