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Spanked at School, Spanked at Home
Anna Benson had taught third grade for three years and never once had she been called down to the Principal's office - at least not because she was in trouble! Today however, she had received a note in her box from Mr. Stalks asking that she be in his office at four thirty sharp.

All day she had worried about the summons but had been too embarrassed to say anything to any of her colleagues, as she wasn't sure why she was being called in. It was better to say nothing until it was all over.

At the appointed time, Anna walked into the office and noticed it looked deserted except for a light in Mr. Stalks' office. So gathering every nerve she had left after a day with nine-year-olds, she knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Stepping into his office, she saw him sitting behind his desk writing something on his computer. "Mr. Stalks, you wanted to see me?" Anna asked, strangely nervous.

"Miss Benson." He nodded as he looked at the clock overhead. "Right on time. Good virtue to have, young lady. Close the door please and have a seat."

Anna did as she was asked although she'd rather have left the door open. She didn't know Mr. Stalks very well even though she'd worked for the man for several years now. But he was her boss and she felt she needed to do as he asked.

With the door securely closed, Anna walked over to the seat in front of Mr. Stalk's desk and sat down. Folding her hands in her lap she looked up at Mr. Stalks and waited for him to acknowledge the reason as to why she was there.

Clearing his throat, Mr. Stalks clasped his hands as he leaned slightly forward across his desk. "It's late so I won't beat about the bush. I'm sure you're ready to get home just as I am."

"Yes Sir," Anna replied almost breaking out in a sweat. It was beginning to sound extremely serious.

"For the past month I've had several unhappy parents from your classroom come in to tell me you have not been keeping up with grading, in your class. And when they come to talk to you about it... well... you blow them off."

Anna's face flushed a bright red. She was a procrastinator that was for sure. She was behind on grading papers and that meant her grades weren't on the computer for parents to check. Her third grade team had declared new grades would be added every three weeks. Ha! She was lucky if she got them on before progress report time.

"I guess I'm a little behind on getting papers graded, Mr. Stalks. I can assure you though that I don't blow parents off when they come to talk with me," Anna replied trying to defend her honor.