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...
Discipline 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...
One 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,...
Back 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...
When I was a little girl, my parents were always very fair and kind, but they believed in teaching...
My mother, Agnes, was a schoolmistress in a small village primary school in Scotland in the 1950s, when the...
I spent my childhood in New Jersey, accompanied by my younger sister, Amanda. The year was 1962, and our...
In addition to parental punishments, the young are sometimes spanked by someone closer to their own age, most commonly...
My brother Peter and I, though twins, were as different as chalk and cheese, yet bound by an unbreakable...
Ingrid, our Jamaican housekeeper and nanny, who was entrusted with the care and discipline of the younger children in...
I grew up in a peaceful, picturesque village nestled in the English countryside during the 1960s. Our home was...
My grandmother’s Christian faith was the foundation of her life, guiding her every action with unwavering resolve. She believed,...
In 1941, I was in a day school for boys in Oxford. I had no siblings, and my father...
I was brought up by my grandmother, a lady for whom discipline and order were the very foundation of...
One evening, both my parents had to work late, leaving me in the care of my older sister, Rebeca,...
My mother was a loving and attentive woman, always striving to do what was best for her family. Yet,...
My name is Andrew, and this tale took place many years ago. During one summer, my sister Diane and...
As youngsters we were never shy, for we had grown up together and were used to the ways of...
In the world of home and family, the name Mrs Beeton is synonymous with wisdom and guidance. Yet, few...
During the 1950s, discipline at my primary school was administered with the utmost seriousness. Only the most unruly children...