One time my dad told me to tell my mom to get the clothes off the line because the guy next store was cutting grass. Well, needless to say I totally forgot. So I was sitting there upstairs playing with my brothers old GI Joe's and I look out the window. It hits me. Had I not been six or seven, I would have said a few words that would get the asterisk on this particular site. As I sit, frozen, with two plastic men in my hands, I hear painfully loud stomping coming up the stairs. My dad knocked open the door with such a thrust that I almost wet myself. The man was pissed. More pissed than I had ever seen him, and he gets pretty pissed. I stand up and start to plead for my life. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" is all I can say. He grabs me by my pants and lifts me into the air. It only took three hits for me to start ballin'. He told me he never had to spank me like that before, because I generally a well-behaved kid. I ran out crying and hugged my mom. This is the only instance I can remeber getting a spanking. This is also th most embarrassing internet story I have every written.
I think that spaking a kid can correct their ways. It won't change an evil child into a good one, but it can help you remember what NOT to do. Words can only do so much. I would rather get spanked 10 times then have my dad tell me I let him down. Also, fathers that verbally abuse their kids and never lay a hand on them are a lot worse than those that discipline by spanking.
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