Did your mom ever whip your ass with an extension cord? How about one of those rubber straps with the hook at either end? How about breaking the handle of a coffee cup off by smacking you in the head with the cup?
And I say that as a rambunctious, big mouthed Southern boy, I deserved all of it and more. Women correcting males need to amplify their force, and man, she knew how to do that in spades.
I used to smack my kids once in a while. Now that they’re in their 30s, I say, “I’m sorry I smacked you.” You know what they say? “We deserved it.”
I had the fly swatter, belt, and in a bit of irony when I was four, a wooden spoon the two of us had put a happy face on during an arts and crafts session at an earlier time.
Never got the extension cord, but we had a cherry tree outside and more than once, I felt a small branch on my backside, after the leaves had been removed.
Recieving such from her “switch” did not make me go out and murder, rob or rape.
Although I felt my Dad’s shoe upside my head from across the room was a bit excessive, I still did not turn into a criminal because of it.
Nothing wrong with a good old fashioned spanking so long as it is not over used.
The main thing is, the child must know the parent means it when they stop or else!
My parents used a belt. Actually my dad. Sometimes he would use a cowboy boot. You really got the “point” then.
I was throwing some fit at the grandparents. Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, all going on a picnic. My grand dad said “I’ve had enough of this” and tied me to a corral post. Then they all gathered up and left. Someone came back a bit later to get me. Not that they felt sorry or anything. They was afeared the coyotes might get to me. But by then I was more than ready to shut up and fly right.