First Hiding at OPS

Started by Paul Alexander, July 17, 2007, 12:55:14 PM

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Warren Weidemann

Yes - Denzil, that's correct.
He retired a few years ago and opened a guest farm somewhere outside Poterville (strange little place) on the SA west coast. He has since sold it and retired properly in Porterville.
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Nicky Hodge

Cheers for that info Warren!

Sharon

Andrew, I don't know if you remember me but I was in your class when you got that hiding, this is Sharon Fields, and boy I could not believe it he hit so hard your face went white to red, he was evil.........
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Michael Alexander

Mrs Castle gave me my first klap, I think it was for something silly like not breathing through my nose . I always got my intake of life sustaining oxygen through my mouth and not my nose, so as a youngster , I always sat with my mouth wide open, some teachers could'nt take it.......  :'(
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georg ruf jr.

Michael you were mentioning your overweight due to the amount of water in beer. Wrong!
It's breathing through your mouth causing an oversized chest. Now gravity has made your chest slipp to your belly...
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Carl Wrbka

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Hey Andrew, I see you were also a victim of the famous Sakkie Bergh. When he wasn't bashing you on your back, he had this leather strap attached to a wooden handle that he would assault you with. If I remember correctly, he called it "Willie Hoorie". I remember the female teachers at OPS were too scared to assault us in those days and sent us either to Mr Cloete or Sakkie Bergh with a note which described our transgression. After receiving our "cuts" we had to return to her class with the signed note.

My Dad and Sakkie Bergh almost came to blows one evening. Sakkie had caned my brother at school one day and my Dad saw the bruising that evening. He marched my brother over to Sakkies house (he lived diagonally across from us) and demanded an explanation. You could hear the shouting and swearing from our house. Luckily for Sakkie, my Dad cooled down and no blows were exchanged.