Nothing wrong with a good 'woodshed beating' in my opinion. I got my share of them. My parent's home didn't have a woodshed when we moved there in 1970 but my father wasted no time in building one. It never held a stick of wood but it still saw a great amount of use.
Now I know why animals eat their young!! It wasn't the beating that hurt you, it was the fact the whole school knew you got hit...... that's what hurt the most! Now, the school calls the cops and your kid is quietly and with out a scene hauled off! My son was returning from the Nurse's office and witnessed a 12 year old get hauled off for dealing drugs. They called him out of class and quietly handcuffed in the hall where the rest of the kids couldn't see. JMO the whole school should have witnessed the kid getting Handcuffed, stuffed in the sqad car and hauled off!
Here they're discussing bringing school paddling back and it's getting a lot of support. Me? I'm all for it. Kids get away with WAY too much in school these days. In my school years the teacher was someone to be respected and feared and a disciplinary trip to the principals office was a terror best avoided.God, I remember the paddle in School!
yeah Chris, I knew what you meant, I was just pulling your leg. Actually I was laughing, I believe it was only the girls that got away without a whooping.
Yep! Teach 'em while they're young. My parents didn't threaten to send me to my grandparents. They took me there (250 miles) and left me there. I learned a lot of Native American customs while I was there too. How young was I then? My grandfather took me through the Cherokee rite of passage to manhood when I was 12 and I had been dropped there the previous year. I periodically went home for holidays and such. I went back home to stay when I was 13. My grandfather died the next year. I didn't realize how close we were until that time. You don't realize what you have until you lose it. My father and I are now very close, more so than we ever were when I was growing up. I realized later that what he and my mother did when they sent me off was for my good but at the time I hated them for it. My grandparents taught me the error of my ways according to the traditional Indian customs they grew up under. It's a different culture, much more different than our own. As a result I grew up between two cultures and blended the two according to my needs. I don't know what direction my life would have taken if not for my parents action. I was a mean spirited brat with no respect whatsoever for authority. When I came back I had changed completely. My parents reaction was one of 'Who are you and what did you do with our son?'. There are times that the harshest actions get the best results. I'm 50 this year and one of the kindest most understanding people you would ever want to know.My son did that too, we packed his bag and kicked him out! told him to take himself to grand ma's to live! He stood on the front sidewalk for about 60 minutes in complete disbelief that we did that! and in the mean time he kept looking at the house with, "A what hell do I do now?" look on his face.....then He walked back to the door and said he was sorry and he has never threatend us again! BTW he was 5 at the time!
