i had issues

stumbled across a jem of a film, good will hunting!reminded me of an incident back at witton park, my old school(age 12) i was summoned to his office,and not for the first time.3.30pm on the dot, i'd actually asked to leave class early, just so i could keep my appointment. knock knock, come in neil...... he was sat at his desk,lifted his specs and said, right, you know why you're here?yes sir, and how many was it? i've forgot, is it 3, or is it 5? he was talking about the cane. not sure what i'd done this time, but hey, it was how i rolled, one thing i am sure of, i was in the right. its 3 mr walsh, but i'll take the 5. what? what? WHAT did you say rutter? i said i'll take 5, is that ok? he just looked bemused, but not confused, he saw the look in my eye. anyway, i took the 5, never made a sound, no tears, and at 3.35pm, it was all over,sure it hurt, he delivered them with extra vigor that day, but why would i let him see my pain? at least leaving school late meant i avoided the bullies lol.