I had been having problems with getting beat up, and my parents wanted me to be able to protect myself, so they enrolled me in Tae Kwon Do classes. After a few years I had gotten a little too full of myself. I was on the playground and a kid bumped into me my accident and apologized. I said that wasn't good enough and challenged him to a fight. He tried to back out of it, but when I swung at him, he backed away and pulled me over his knee. He then pulled my skirt down and laughed at my Hello Kitty underwear, then pulled those down and started spanking me! I was totally mortified and humiliated. I tried to get away, but he had his arm wrapped around me to make sure I didn't. I started crying in embarrassment. After he was sure I had learned my lesson, he tossed me down and left. I was called a crybaby and sweetcheeks the rest of my school days. Looking back on it now, though, I must say, I learned several valuable lessons, and he was probably right to do that to me. I learned that there's always somebody better than you out there, no matter what, and that just because you're stronger than somebody doesn't mean you should show it. Besides, if he hadn't whipped my ass, somebody else might have done worse down the line.