The new teacher intended to brook no nonsense in his one room school. The students took their seats as he walked around slapping his hand with his strap.
He whirled and turned his attention to the first boy in the first row. “You boy! What’s your name, boy?”
“Sam.” answered the boy.
“Hold out your hand!” The teacher snapped. He strapped the palm of the boy’s hand. “Your name is Samuel! Don’t ever let me hear you say Sam, again!”
He turned to the next boy. “What’s your name?”
“Zeke.” said the boy.
“Hold out your hand!” When the boy extended his hand, the teacher strapped his palm smartly. “Your name is Ezekial! Don’t ever say Zeke again!”
He turned to the third boy. “Boy, what’s your name?”
Trembling the boy answered, “Bobual?”
Nutsrok 
He certainly terrorized those kids. I had one mean teacher. She terrorized the class. I was glad to survive that class.
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Oh my! I never had a nickname. Poor dears in that class. Imagine the dinner conversation about the teacher!
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Now, I get it!
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Good deal!
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That sounds like an asshole teacher, the last boy’s name made me laugh
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That teacher was a bear!
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