My grandpa whipped me with a belt on my ass starting when I was three. It didn't teach me any lessons about inappropriate behavior and now I hate his guts. Since he is still my grandpa, I do love him, but at the same time, I hate his guts.
My parents spanked me and it was ineffective to say the least, especially compared to the anger by dad was visibly choking down as he yelled at me. That scared the hell out of me. To my dad's credit, he was that way because he was determined to not beat me the way his parents beat him(if my grandpa hit me with a belt at age three I can only imagine what he did to his first born son).
I will try to refrain from spanking my kid because I see it as counterproductive, but I say this as he is only seven months old. Sometimes things don't work out the way we have them planned, so I won't say I will never do it. I will, however, try my damnedest not to.
My parents spanked me and it was ineffective to say the least, especially compared to the anger by dad was visibly choking down as he yelled at me. That scared the hell out of me. To my dad's credit, he was that way because he was determined to not beat me the way his parents beat him(if my grandpa hit me with a belt at age three I can only imagine what he did to his first born son).
I will try to refrain from spanking my kid because I see it as counterproductive, but I say this as he is only seven months old. Sometimes things don't work out the way we have them planned, so I won't say I will never do it. I will, however, try my damnedest not to.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
