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>>Were there any adults that always seemed to know if >>you were not being truthful? >> >>Would they be responsible for determining if you were >>punished or not? >> >>Could your parents detect a lie? >> >>Did you ever lie to get out of a paddling? >> >>At the boy's school that I went to, we had this one >>lady, she ran the office behind the front office. >>(Technically the front office was called "reception", >>and the second office was called "student services") >>She knew every boy by name, how influential his >>parents were, and if there were any special conditions >>surrounding us. >> >>(Allergies, instructions from our parents, anything >>that was in our file, and even things that were not.) >> >>So if you think about it, to be the one to make the >>decision whether what we did warranted getting >>corporal punishment or not, she'd be the one to know. >> >>She is she even knew our birthdays, and made a point >>of telling us "Happy Birthday" on the day, or (if we >>were away from school over the weekend) the following >>Monday. >> >>Don't take that mean that I think she was a nice lady. >>She wasn't! >>I mean, she could be nice, and was probably pleasant >>more often than not. But she could be down right mean >>and cruel too! >> >>If you are over the age of forty, then I could >>describe Mrs Hendrix to you as a very subdued version >>of Sophia Petrillo. She could say anything she wanted >>at any time. >> >>But she often did keep to her own protocol that made >>her feel like she was above everyone else. (Which >>probably gave her more of a Dorothy vibe.) Or at least >>thought she was. >> >>There wasn't really anyone except the principle or the >>Dean of Boys who would challenge her. And even they >>didn't most of the time. >> >>But if you're much younger, however, then you probably >>have no idea who Sophia and Dorothy was. Don't worry >>about that. >> >>Suffice to say that Mrs Hendrix was more on top of her >>game than anyone else in the school. It was very >>unusual for even the teachers to put a lie past her. >> >>And she had no restraint against calling out a >>dishonest teacher in front of us. But she was also >>merciless in taking us boys down whenever we were >>dishonest with her. >> >>The word "fib" was actually one of her favorite words. >>(A fib is a lie when told by a child.) I heard that >>word a little bit at home, but I've come to associate >>it in my head more with her than anyone else. >> >>That and the phrase, "silly boy". >> >>I can't count how many times I heard someone (student >>or teacher) say something to the effect of, "How do >>you even know that?" >> >>And her reply was always a variant of, "EVERYONE runs >>their mouth in this office, sooner or later, dear!" >> >>And granted our personal information was in our file, >>and she did write our files. But to have that >>information memorized... all of it? >> >>That kind of seems like a super power! >> >>To give one example, I was incredibly homesick during >>my first semester. And it was very likely because of >>that, NONE of my disciplinary recommendations during >>the first semester resulted in me being sent to "The >>Chairs". >> >>(If you get sent to "The Chairs" that means you get >>the "horse stick") >> >>Six graders got the "horse stick" all the time at that >>school, assuming that they did something serious >>enough. One of my roommates got it because he >>repeatedly kept running his mouth after bedtime, >>despite multiple warnings. >> >>I probably did something as bad or worse than that, >>but it obviously got overlooked the first semester, >>even if not later. >> >>Did you have any adults that were just always a step >>ahead of you? >Yes my mother always was at least 1 step ahead of me. >She could always tell if I was lying or attempting to >conceal something. I often wondered how she knew. > Id think I was so clever and was going to get away >with something. Like I had gone up on a power line and >climbed up the tower. This was way out of site. Now >she didnt ever allow me to go or do this. But to.my >Shock she asked me when I got home if I had gone to >the power line and climbed. I hesitated but told her >no. She looked me in the eye and said Jimmy are your >telling me the truth? I broke and confessed. She >spanked me soundly > And I asked her later how she knew > Her didnt really answer.

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