I had that demonic b&*&*& in grade three she was old but no wheelchair at that time, I had a black kid I hung around with we played ball together, she used to aske what we did outside of school every now and again she asked what he had done the night before and it just so happened he had been at my house for pasta the night before, so he told her, she smacked him across the face with a pointer a couple of times and then sent us both back to claok room and gave us both the strap. (I was an altar boy and served mass and whole deal) Afterwards she pulled me over to the other corner and whispered (that's what hanging around with a N***** is going to get you, your a good boy and I want you to stay that way) I finished that year and never went to Catholic school again nor church for that matter, hypocrite bastards