Did he use one of those big wooden paddles with holes drilled in it to reduce drag? If not, he didn’t get what I got several times. Funny thing is, I got the message and stopped doing whatever it was that got me paddled. Should be routine procedure at every school.
I got my share of paddling back in the day, spending most of my school time as the class clown.
I had an interesting occurrence though one time: I had a small New Testament in my back pocket from Bible Camp, and the History teacher at school lined me and another student (a girl) up against the blackboard for paddling in front of the class. He hit me on the butt and the paddle broke in two! He asked what was in my pocket. When I pulled out the Bible, you should have seen his eyes!
I would think she would be more worried about the absences.