Originally Posted by
Jerry Oz
Marv, that describes my childhood almost to a T. The only thing that I would add is that I knew better than to mess up in school or my neighborhood because my parents would find out what I did from the teacher or folks who lived in the three-block area around my house. And unlike today, instead of yelling at them for 'picking on' their kid, they'd thank them for letting them know and I took a whooping when I got home.
Curiously, the belts and switches didn't result in an unloving, violent, introvert with trust issues. I love my parents as much as ever and I'm grateful for every form of discipline [[not just spanking, BTW) that they ever gave me because I wouldn't have made it without learning boundaries and the consequences of stepping beyond them.