I grew up in the early 50s when spankings were to be expected in the process of raising children. I lived with my mother and father and two older brothers, Andrew and Joshua, and younger sister Jennifer. At the time of this story I was about eight years old, Andrew was about nine, Josh 11 […]

I was in the seventh grade at the time, Mrs Williams’ pre-algebra class. I was usually a good student but when I wasn’t, there was always Marisela, my best friend. She sat next to me and didn’t mind showing the answers if I didn’t know them. We didn’t think of it as cheating – didn’t […]

I grew up in the 70s, in a surprisingly conservative and ‘Cleaver-like’ home for the times. There were five of us – all girls. My dad was in the military and away much of the time, and my mother a young housewife. Despite the ever-growing progressive parenting methods, both of my parents were staunch believers […]

I am the son of a mother who believed whole heartedly in smacking naughty children’s bottoms. Although painful, I am glad that she punished me in this way as it acted as a superb deterrent and made sure my behaviour was moderated. I first received spankings when I reached the age of four. At this […]

I was the youngest of five children who grew up in a loving but strict Catholic household in Ireland. Like most Catholics, my parents were firm believers in the value of corporal punishment. My mother was usually responsible for our discipline, which usually meant a well-smacked bottom from the maternal hand. Sometimes an old leather […]

Looking back at my childhood, I sometimes wonder how I was ever able to sit down. I guess it’s because my mother had the patience of Job. If she hadn’t, my sister and I would have spent our entire childhoods with red and warm bottoms. She only spanked when other methods of punishment failed to […]

I don’t know how my parents put up with me when I was a child – I was a real little brat. In fact, sometimes they didn’t put up with me. My brother’s Bobby’s eighth birthday party was one of those times. I was six and jealous as could be. To express this I reached […]