elysian
July 6th 2004, 04:48 PM
My parents did use physical punishment- and often. It was taken as a matter of course and no one questioned a parent's right to correct their own child. It was understood as well that if another adult in the neighborhood or at school caught you in bad behavior that adult had the authority to thump you as well- and if you behaved badly enough in public to get a thumping, not only would you get thumped the first time, you'd get it again upon arriving home.
I don't really have too much issue with that except for the times Mom used to grab us by the hair. Today people would be shocked to see a mother dragging her daughter out of church by the hair, but back then it was considered normal. If it didn't leave bruises, break bones or draw blood it was fair game.
I got beaten by my sisters and their friends far worse than anything my parents ever dreamed of dishing out. Let's see just a few of my sisters escapades:
Attempted hanging: Fortunately the rope broke but it left me with nasty rope-burn on my neck. Since neither of my parents witnessed the act, neither sister was punished.
Mud slinging the old fashioned way: They tied my arms and legs to the swing set and proceeded to coat me with mud balls. Fortunately Dad came home early from work, catching them both red-handed (or should I say "brown-handed") and he beat the tar out of both of them. Mom had locked herself in the house and had turned up the TV so she couldn't hear me scream.
Pinning and smothering: My oldest sister had learned from detective shows (or so she boldly asserted) that you could kill someone by putting a pillow over the unfortunate victim's face and sitting on it. Good thing they got scared when I passed out.
Throwing stinging insects in my hair: Nothing says "sadism" like throwing wasps and bees in someone's hair. It took years for me to overcome my fear of flying insects. To this day I detest any thing or any one touching my hair other than me (yes I do comb, curl and style it) or a licensed beautician.
Now IMO the greater cruelty here is not parents disciplining children but failing to discipline children for outright sadism. They were generally not punished for these sorts of things because Mom locked us outside when she wanted to watch her soaps or just take a break, Dad worked all the time, and both of them believed in "let the kids resolve their own arguments." I say you have to be insane to have kids spaced at 18 month intervals and expect them not to kill each other.
Siblings have the potential to inflict far more harm on kids than do their parents.
I don't really have too much issue with that except for the times Mom used to grab us by the hair. Today people would be shocked to see a mother dragging her daughter out of church by the hair, but back then it was considered normal. If it didn't leave bruises, break bones or draw blood it was fair game.
I got beaten by my sisters and their friends far worse than anything my parents ever dreamed of dishing out. Let's see just a few of my sisters escapades:
Attempted hanging: Fortunately the rope broke but it left me with nasty rope-burn on my neck. Since neither of my parents witnessed the act, neither sister was punished.
Mud slinging the old fashioned way: They tied my arms and legs to the swing set and proceeded to coat me with mud balls. Fortunately Dad came home early from work, catching them both red-handed (or should I say "brown-handed") and he beat the tar out of both of them. Mom had locked herself in the house and had turned up the TV so she couldn't hear me scream.
Pinning and smothering: My oldest sister had learned from detective shows (or so she boldly asserted) that you could kill someone by putting a pillow over the unfortunate victim's face and sitting on it. Good thing they got scared when I passed out.
Throwing stinging insects in my hair: Nothing says "sadism" like throwing wasps and bees in someone's hair. It took years for me to overcome my fear of flying insects. To this day I detest any thing or any one touching my hair other than me (yes I do comb, curl and style it) or a licensed beautician.
Now IMO the greater cruelty here is not parents disciplining children but failing to discipline children for outright sadism. They were generally not punished for these sorts of things because Mom locked us outside when she wanted to watch her soaps or just take a break, Dad worked all the time, and both of them believed in "let the kids resolve their own arguments." I say you have to be insane to have kids spaced at 18 month intervals and expect them not to kill each other.
Siblings have the potential to inflict far more harm on kids than do their parents.