You have friggin got to be kidding me. Dad didn’t raise a hand to him. He punished him. It is like when I was a kid and screwed up my mother made me transcribe pages out of our dictionary. I ended up with a wondrous vocabulary, am able to write faster than most people can type and learned discipline.
The kid got a workout and odds are he will not be acting the bully again soon.
I kept calling rifles a gun, and my dad made me run around the hour for an hour holding myself in one hand and the rifle in another yelling this is my rifle and this is my gun.
Never made that mistake again. I was 13 at this time.
I’d nominate the Dad for “Father Of the Year”.