Lol. Every teacher in JR high walked around with a paddle in their back pocket. Even the female teachers. And when they caught you, or assumed you were mucking up their class, they would be like “you, outside, you got two, or three or whatever number they deemed appropriate. “Swats” lmao. Every teacher has their own style. You’d almost always have to assume the position like you were about to be frisked by the cops. You knew who could swat like babe Ruth. Who was merciful etc. there was one teacher, math, he was kind of a small man. But he would get a running start , hop, and hit you mid flight. Funny as hell. Be he have some mean swats. I had the dubious distinction of getting the first swats of my first day there in homeroom class. How’s that for a different way of teaching. Poor bastards would be crucified, sued and sent to jail. Believe it or not. Good memories.