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,...
My brother Jeffrey, who was two years older, and I, Peter, got spanked once in a water-related escapade. Our...
Growing up in the 1970s, our household was shaped by the values and routines of the time. Our Mother,...
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...
When I was in my late teens, I traveled to Jamaica with my mother and younger sister to visit...
I was born in the late 1950s, the second of six children. I have four sisters and a brother,...
Once upon a time, in a quiet, sunlit suburb, there lived a little girl named Susan and her younger...
The summer that Grandmother came to reside with us was a season that seemed to stretch on endlessly, thick...
My family lived in middle Tennessee during the 1960s, a time when the Beatles were on the radio, kids...
In the mellow haze of the late 1960s, when the world was awash with new music, shifting fashions, and...
My dearest friend in childhood was a girl named Naomi. Naomi was a year older than I, with a...
To say that I had a tough start in life would be quite the understatement. When I was younger,...
In our younger days, whispers always floated about the family regarding how ‘mischievous’ Aunt Matilda had been, though the...
(gap: 2s) When the golden afternoon sunlight streams through my window, I am reminded of my own childhood, many...
(gap: 2s) My childhood in England, during the gentle years of the 1970s and early 1980s, was filled with...
(gap: 2s) In the heart of a most respectable English village, where the hedgerows were always neatly trimmed and...
When I was a little girl, our next-door neighbours were my mother’s sister, Aunt Linda, and her daughter, Susan....