(gap: 2s) My childhood unfolded in a small, close-knit town where the streets were quiet, the air always tinged...
Author Archive for: lfjoz
(gap: 2s) The summer before my second year at university was a time of uncertainty and quiet anxiety. I...
(gap: 2s) My childhood unfolded in a sleepy English town, the kind where everyone knew your name and the...
(gap: 2s) My childhood unfolded in a small, sleepy town where the days seemed to stretch on forever, and...
I was the offspring of well-to-do parents living in a small Canadian city. They were well respected, prominent citizens...
For those who listen and behave well will find that life is much happier, and those who do not must be prepared to accept their punishment bravely and learn from it.
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, 0(gap: 2s) In the gentle town where I grew up, the days were filled with the laughter of children...
I remember many spankings while I was growing up. The memories are as vivid as the scent of polish...
When I was growing up, there was one punishment worse than a spanking. It was reserved for the pet...
A Testament to the Innocence and Discipline in a Small Norwegian Town
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, 0I grew up in the 1960s, in a small, close-knit town on the south coast of Norway—a region often...
(gap: 2s) My earliest memories are painted in the soft, golden light of a small English town in the...
(gap: 2s) In the gentle town where I spent my childhood, the days were long and filled with the...
Growing up in the 1960s, I was frequently over my mother’s lap getting the hairbrush on my bottom. I...
My first interest in spanking began many years ago, in the heart of a close-knit family that seemed to...
When I was in second grade, I attended a school that allowed the students to be paddled. It was...
As for the moral of the story, I am sure you can work that one out yourself
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, 0Discipline in our home was never taken lightly. I still recall the sting of many a good hard smacking...
My Mother and Father were reasonable people, products of their time who believed firmly that their offspring should be...
During the war in the 1940s, I was sent away from home to live with my Aunt Jennifer in...
It won’t bring back my Dahlias, but at least Peter will learn his lesson!
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, 0One episode from my childhood stands out more than any other. I remember it so clearly—the way the sunlight...
Back in the mid-1950s, I witnessed an unforgettable event that would leave a lasting impression on me. My parents,...
Think Twice before Letting the Need for Attention get the Better of You
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, 0Back in my formative years in the late 60s, I remember my brother had his friend round for the...
It is hard to believe that fifty years have passed since that memorable visit to my aunt’s house with...
Our household held onto old-fashioned values. My parents, especially my mother, believed that discipline was necessary for raising children....
I grew up in the usual middle-class suburban family AND I had two siblings. My father very rarely spanked...
The winter of 1975 wrapped our home in a heavy, silent embrace. My grandfather—my mother’s father—had just passed away,...
My parents never exactly moved with the modern times. When it came to raising their offspring, they seemed stuck...
In my youth, I formed a close friendship with a boy from my village, Simon, who was two years...
I was utterly astonished when James confided in me that his Mother had taken to using the cane, a...
As a young boy, my days unfolded within the gentle order and loving discipline of our home, where sunlight...
Being a townie, it was rare that my family made the long drive to the ocean for a day...
My name is Peter, and as a child I loved going on road trips with my family. My mother,...
Growing up in the 1970s, our household was shaped by the values and routines of the time. Our Mother,...
My brother Jeffrey, who was two years older, and I, Peter, got spanked once in a water-related escapade. Our...
It was a bright and cheerful morning in Willow Lane. Sunlight streamed through the lace curtains, casting golden patterns...
(gap: 2s) My parents were, in every sense, the pillars of my childhood. They were the kind of people...
Growing up in the 60s, our home was its own little world—a place where order reigned, laughter echoed from...
I was brought up in the 1960s and 70s, a time when parents were generally much stricter with their...
Mothers Hand & Three Sets of Diapers
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, chastisement, corporal punishment, discipline, domestic discipline, punishment, spanking, 0When I was a little girl, my parents were always very fair and kind, but they believed in teaching...
An Instrument of Moral Instruction
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, chastisement, corporal punishment, discipline, domestic discipline, punishment, spanking, 0My mother, Agnes, was a schoolmistress in a small village primary school in Scotland in the 1950s, when the...
Guided by the Firm but Loving Hand of our Mother
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, chastisement, corporal punishment, discipline, domestic discipline, punishment, spanking, 0I spent my childhood in New Jersey, accompanied by my younger sister, Amanda. The year was 1962, and our...
This time for Real
lfjoz, , Domestic Discipline, chastisement, corporal punishment, discipline, domestic discipline, punishment, spanking, 0In addition to parental punishments, the young are sometimes spanked by someone closer to their own age, most commonly...







































