-The torture chamber was a mythical place for me, like the Gates of Hell: "Abandon hope, all you who enter here." When the orphans who needed to be reformed crossed the threshold of the torture chamber, they truly left all hope behind, because they knew that very harsh and humiliating punishment was inevitable. A long, merciless and severe punishment.
«A nearly unbearable, harsh whipping of the bottom was the only medicine that could cure these lost children, who were so badly destroying their lives. Of course, the guards loved to strip them naked, to humiliate them and to roughly whip their thighs with the cane, to make them writhe in pain. They loved the screams and insistent pleas to stop the harsh corporal discipline. They loved the effect of the reforming canes, which gradually reddened and indented the buttocks of the orphaned children, then made them turn purple, violet, blue and, finally, in the case of the most stubborn and truculent children, black.»