Discipline by Dad
Growing up in New England during the seventies, I was occasionally punished by my dad for disobedience and misbehavior. When I Broke certain rules, I knew the consequences, and it didn't matter how old I was. Dad gave me my first real spanking when I was in 4th grade, and my last as a senior in high school. During those 9 years, the process remained the same. Dad would send me to my bedroom with instructions to take my clothes off. Arguing was NOT an option ! He would come to my room about 5 minutes later, sit on the side of the bed , and lecture me, while I stood in front of him. The lectures seemed to last forever. Finally, he would take my arm and pull me across his knee, position me, and begin to slap my bare bottom with his hand. He always spanked me very hard, and when I was in High School, the spankings would last 20 or more minutes. I cried very hard as well, despite efforts not to. When the spanking was over, dad would lift me off his knee, and I would lie face down on my bed crying.
I have a real respect for my dad, and consider myself a better person from his upbringing.