Marc Hasenfuss Editor-at-large

Plague diary — week eight: Education has always been a bad business for me. I remember that before I received my academic and first-team dark blue tie at school, I donned the basic dark blue-light blue striped version. While the striped tie carried no outward honour, the reverse side of the tie was where the real mark of school achievements was measured.We would boldly mark a stroke in the light blue section of the tie each time we got "cuts" — which were dished out liberally at boys’ schools in the Eastern Cape back in the bad old days.In standard eight (a particularly bad year for adolescent Hasenfuss) my tie, by the end of the third term, had no more space left for denoting bouts of corporal punishment.I failed every hair inspection, puttered into school late on my baffle-less Honda Tornado, skipped homework and (horror of horrors) often neglected to watch the rugby first team matches.While I never looted the tuckshop, I did get flogged most savagely for being in possession of a ...

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