My Junior high shop teacher had "Mr. Ash". It was a friggin Louisville Slugger that he planed down into a paddle. He had broken/crackedit at least once, so the business end was wrapped in fiber glass. That dude was a dick, but also kind of a cool mofo. He did teach us all to crush the other man's hand when you shake hands. We were going to some wood skills event, and he wanted us to shake hands with one other teacher there, I guess to show how tough his kids were.