A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit

A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon
digs with eleven other inmates. The dorms offer
almost no privacy, just six beds lined up on either
sides of the austere room. Unlike the upstairs study’s
we were not allowed to hang pictures or show off
personal effects. Even during the period I spent in
reform school I enjoyed better accommodations.
Nonetheless, in hindsight we had a lot of fun
and we got over our inhibitions. The dorms were a
hot-bed of plotting, planning, conniving and
malfeasance.
The rules regarding silence after lockdown are
strictly imposed. That didn’t stop us. We routinely
engaged in games of ‘Dare’ and played cat and
mouse with the Dorm Raiders. The stakes were high;
if we were caught a caning was mandatory. Even for
a pain junkie like me, getting six stripes under your
jimjams last thing at night is not particularly
conducive to a good night’s shut-eye. Of course we
are Woody Gals and we did not let the threat of six of
the best divert us from the joys of minxing. During
those years of co-habituating in the dorms I was
probably caned a dozen times and my record was not
considered particularly noteworthy. Sweet and painful
memories.