My Dad beat be with the buckle end of a belt for stealing. I’ve never stolen anything since (almost 70 years ago). Ya’ll goin arrest him?
My mother hit us with the first thing she could get her hands one. It might be a broom, a shoe, a spatula (what we used to call an “egg turner” or a “pancake turner”). Once she tried to whip me with a rubber band.
With that said, the wounds on that kid’s legs were severe.