My parents spanked me as a child and I don't necessarily regret it. That doesn't mean by default that spanking works. Part of being an adult is learning better ways to handle things and educating yourself. There are plenty of studies, books, and statistically significant data that offer insight to spanking and raising children. As long we aren't knuckleheads then we can learn and improve.

This incident sounds like someone just wanting to tee off on someone who couldn't fight back which is the definitely of a bully/"rhymes with wussy." So, yes--fortunately, the world is changing.

When I was 13 I skipped school with my buddy while my grandparents were visiting from out of town. When I got home my Dad asked me about it saying the school had called. My Grandmother said, " He wouldn't do that, there must be a mistake." Well I tried lieing which made it worse so my Dad sent me to my room. About 10 minutes later he came down, told me to drop my drawers and grab my ankles. He took off his 1 1/2 inch cowboy belt, gave it a single wrap around his hand and went to work. Each swing kept getting harder and faster. I promise you a belt on bare skin can make a sound like a gunshot. I was marked up from my lower back to my ankles. My Grandmother finally came in and stopped him. Afterwards, I saw him crying because he knew he had lost control. I don't think I sat down for a week. I got a lot of whippins but that one was the worst.

I spanked my kids; but never while I was mad. I'd wait and cool off so that I didn't repeat what happened to my dad.

I liked when you almost got away but he managed to grab a wrist and you would run in a circle while his foot to your backside would lift you up in the air. Land and repeat until his leg got tired.

I jumped the belt one time (one time) on the beat your ars merry-go-round. Dad gave himself a swat across his own ars. From that point I was face down, face full of doo-doo brown sculptured shag, getting a thrashing.

As a parent I had some spanking rules. #1 the crime must equal the punishment. Not everything deserves swats. #2 I never spanked while angered. I always gave myself time to cool down, #3 It was either a 3 swat offense or a 5 swat offense. #4 Let them cry afterwards. #5 once done, move on.

All these rules were made from my childhood experiences. For obvious reasons.

If you whoop them hear and there young you rarely have to do it as they get older . In my personal experience you can just give em the eyes and it will usually do the trick . I was blessed with a pretty well mannered little girl .

I was raised in a Church of Christ/Baptist family.
Spare the rod and spoil the child was a saying I heard often.
I was forced to strip naked and then whipped as a young teenager.
As an adult I can count on one hand the number of times I've been in either church for anything besides a wedding or funeral.
I have forgiven the "Christian" who whipped me because these things are part of a cycle of violence that continue through time until a child grows into an adult and says never again.
I broke that cycle.
I feel for the children of those who haven't.

Plus #1.

The belt worked great for me, my youngest brother and both sisters. The bother who is 4 years younger would just look at my dad and say "be sure you don't stop until you feel good"

Looking back on things, those 3 to 5 licks from assistant Principal Whitley on a bi-weekly basis were pretty bad. Wonder if I could sue the school district. Sure he is dead from old age by now.

Licks = Swats with the paddle

I got the belt, wooden spoon, switch, ect many times, but was never once beaten/abused. Heck PGR had a western belt with his name engraved into it. I had LLIB (Bill backwards) across my butt several times.

We took licks at school. Parents didn't spank but dad was a yeller. I never spank our son. With his condition he wouldn't understand plus I don't want him to think aggression is OK.

I bet you could swing a mean belt if you wanted to.

^^YES^^

I really admire the "tiger/dragon" lady/moms.

Their kids know discipline, pain and punishment.

Those kids are virtuoso players by the age of 12!

Addendum: If the kid fails, it's a sweat shop or death, as it should be!

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