My First Bastinado Was In School

I Always loved to see barefeet or feet in sandals. When I was 4 or so my mom put sandals on my feet in summer, but with 5 she let me decide what I wanted to were so I never wanted to show my feet again because my bigger brother don't wanna were then and I thought It was embarrassing. One day when I was 7 I stole a picture of a football player (my brother were collecting then and was the most rare to get). My desk mate came to school with it at first hour and show to me. Half an hour after he was yelling that I have stole it, so the teacher call me to his table and made me empty my pockets. The pic wasn't there but there were some rice we use to trow through the pen tuve used as cervatana. He then hit 5 times everyone of my hands with the rule, and then told me to go back to my desk. I collect every thing of my pockets (except the rice) and were begining to return when my mate shout "He has the pic on his shoe". Then the teacher made my to put one foot on his knee and remove my sock and shoe in one movement. Then the other. There was the pic. I have to kneel down facing the wall with outstreched arms holding books for the rest of the day and go barefooted to the playground for the brake and lunch time. When the day ended, while I was knelt he gave 5 hits for every book falled during the punishment in every sole, and then told me I will spend like this every day I don't were sandals without socks because I was a thief and he din't want to let me have some place to hide whatever I could steal. The rest of that year I wear shoes only one day that rains, I spend all day like that day and recived at the end other bastinado. The rest of the days I wore sandals and hate it for many years until one day I rediscover my feet at adolescent years. That's another story that could tell you other day.
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May 22, 2012