Saturday Mix – Sound Bite, 3 August 2019

This week Sarah asks us to explore the use of ONOMATOPOEIA.

You will need to use the following THREE onomatopoeic words in your response – which can be poetry or prose.

  • whack
  • yelp
  • splish 

The whack of the ruler against the wooden desk made him yelp in surprise.
He was glad it wasn’t across his knuckles this time, but staff had been warned that any disciplinary measures should not cause physical pain or leave a visible mark.
In time, the young lads in this particular boarding school would no longer have to mask their cries and soothe their bruised fingers with the splish splash of running water.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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17 Responses to Saturday Mix – Sound Bite, 3 August 2019

  1. Sadje says:

    Very well done 👍

  2. msjadeli says:

    I wonder if there was ever a mutiny of students in one of these kinds of schools? That’s messed up! Glad someone stopped the blatant abuse.

    • I’m glad I never had to go to boarding school, though at grammar school one teacher did tend to throw the blackboard eraser at you if you weren’t paying attention. She later amended it to just the chalk.

      • msjadeli says:

        I got paddled once by Miss Fordham, in either 5th or 6th grade, for throwing a snowball. It was the girls against the boys and we were not on school property. Back in those days there weren’t such things as student handbooks. I was shocked at being paddled for it, growing up in a large family where throwing snowballs at each other was harmless fun.

      • My grandfather stormed up to the school after my brother had been given the cane for punching out the school bully (Gramps had taught him how to box)

      • msjadeli says:

        Good for Gramps on both accounts. I hope he got things sorted at the school.

      • He did, but Bro was still in trouble as the bully was a hemophiliac who thought he could get away with everything. He never bullied anyone else after that though.

  3. weejars says:

    Ah, the old corporal punishment… I remember the swish of that cane moving through the air. One nun seemed the particularly enjoy the anticipation of it too!

  4. Jules says:

    I actually remember when paddling was allowed in public school… but that was over the teachers knee and on one’s rump. As that is what most thought was done at home in those days too.
    I just remember seeing the paddle hanging up (in Elementary school I think), though I never saw it used.

    Now however the extreme has been cast. One isn’t even supposed to hug a child – that occurred soon after I got out of teaching and of course now bullying is treated where both the bully and the child being bullied get punished. That’s messed up too.

    Difficult to promote trust especially in young children if one can’t offer a touch of reassurance. I do not promote inappropriate touch.

    • Hi Jules. I agree we have gone too far to the other extreme and kids I see today have little if any discipline. Makes me glad I haven’t got any!

      • Jules says:

        Pensitivity, Each generation raises their children differently. I can see it in how my parents were raised, how I was raised, how I raised my own and how mine raise theirs. And that isn’t even accounting for location or ‘status’. There are some positive results though. Just like there are good people there are good children.

        I have several family members that have chosen not to have children. The reasons vary. One thing is for certain; technology changes everything.

      • You are right Jules. Everyone is different and times, as well as values, change. I fostered teenagers for 4 years and tried to give them support and confidence in themselves. Good or bad (latter was rare I’m pleased to say) it was a rewarding experience. There are four generations in my direct family line, five if you include my uncles and aunt, and the contrast of each is quite something.
        You are right too about technology, be it the IVF program or IOT.

      • Jules says:

        I commend you for fostering Teens. Many young adults often get lost in the cracks of red tape. I do believe the Big Brother and Big Sister type programs are very valuable. I was a Cub Scout leader. I know not quite the same… But just having a hand in helping children learn something different is rewarding. Which is why when I watch my grands now I always try to have other activities other than TV and my computer isn’t their toy. I don’t have a smart phone for them to play with either. They read or get read to and we play board games and do art projects and take walks. 🙂

      • How lovely! Growing up there were no computers or the like in our house. We had a TV (2 channels for years) and a piano! We’d play cards or board games if we had visitors, and my dad taught me how to play cribbage, which I still love to play, even if it is on a computer! I enjoy a game of scrabble and when we were on the boat, we made our own ludo and snakes and ladders boards!
        Cubs, Scouts Brownies and Guides were the group activities and we had a Youth Club about a mile away.
        I wouldn’t change my fostering days for anything and have fond memories of several lads in my care who ‘turned out good’. I like to think I had a small part in that.

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