I never once experienced or saw Charlie Mac using his 'wooden chair leg' for anything except banging on the table; he had a knack of clenching his teeth at a 'little boy' calling through his teeth that the boy was an 'ignoramus', often sending them out of the room to the front porch as a 'disgrace'. But hit anyone, never. Wish there were more like him. Quiet, happy chap, with a strong sense of what is right. He did not suffer fools gladly.
If he hit anyone afterwards, I can only assume it was something that changed him.
Up until 1957, the only 'vicious' attack came from Jammie Jarvis. Flying chalk or chalk duster, and he was a deadly aim.
The chair leg was not the bonce basher, this was a shoe stretcher. If you were talking in class and did not notice him behind you then you certainly did receive a tap on the bonce. Sorry to disappoint treeve, yes he was a fair man and one I respected, but the bonce basher is a fact that my own bonce can bear testimony to.
Bet that made you feel a bit of a heel?
What date was that, I wonder what happened to him. I always knew him as a gentle man, but he kept order by being strong of face with three 'troublemakers'. I am talking of the time when art class was in the Bible Christan Schoolroom, opposite High Street.
@ - Charlie Mac must have gone by the time I arrived - think I was two years under you.
@ BoP - and Basher was my first form teacher too. Apparently, got the nick name from pinning a boy in our year against the wall who had pushed things too far. And so the nick name stuck - but I don't ever remember him being a violent man as such.
@ treeve - the chalk and duster WMDs were used by Chris Goninan in my day. Blo*dy fine teacher he was - his lessons were a joy. Glad to see he was carrying on old school traditions! Also had a length of thick wire he'd bang down to make a point or if people were not paying attention. I believe it was called 'The Foo Foo Stick'. Grand days.
Bung Waller had his own weapon ... sent out in the ChemiLab corridor ... worse ... if you were spotted by T Craske Rising .... ooh....
I now remember Ernie Guard had a ruler he carried around (what else does a maths teacher carry?) noisy, stupid, talking to someone else ... thwack it came down on the desk by your hand. A slight misreading of the signal resulted in an inadvertant shift of the hand, and instead of avoiding its descent, it was a full on smack. I felt that ruler twice, that was enough to learn. It was all good humoured and it worked.
Jim Treglown was my first form master, another gentle man who taught chemistry. Dave Todd was my form master for the next four years, he taught French and German. Encamped in 'Q' room if memory serves me well, the same block that held the 'lingo lab'. I wish I had one of those tape machines now.
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