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Benzinha, I was raised by spankers, and I spanked.
There is a quantifiable and qualifiable difference between beating and spanking, but I think that while there are those who don't spank but do beat, there is a higher percentage of those who spank and beat.
Some kids don't respond properly to corporal punishment. Others respond very well and you don't have to use it again. And some, like my youngest, have always been so rebellious that it rarely did any good anyway, had to be physically restrained, or the offending act's props taken away.
He remembers ths spankings or beatings because that's the goal, make the lesson indelible. And it is likely that all parents, when truthful, will confess that at least once they struck a child .
posted by
majroj
on December 5, 2007 at 9:13 PM
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majroj, an aside on grown children.....
my Navy son, as he filled his trailer with tons of bamboo debris from my back garden, commented that his only childhood memories were of being beaten.
That threw me for a loop and then I wanted to beat him for saying that.....but remembered saying that once about my dad. I think that we remember heightened emotional moments most and forget the rest.
It made me defensively think over his entire life in my company and then I really wanted to beat him, because we did thousands of wonderful things together.
I do remember holding one of his arms and he was running in a circle to escape me while I whacked his butt.....I also remember why. He seems to have forgotten the "why parents are driven mad" periodically.
My friend's mom, who had seven wild half French and half Sioux children, when she told us about a woman who killed her nine children and then herself, said, "The poor thing."
So, may your children never say this to you, maybe you come from a non-whacking family, I never did.
posted by
benzinha
on December 4, 2007 at 10:01 PM
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benzinha, good catch on that comment.
pardon the typing but i'm cradling my elderly hyperthyroid cat.
There he goes.
No, not referring to that little girl, just being obscurant.
Get the perfectionist ex-sailor over to do a decent job on the fence. I've lost two pets to automobiles since moving here in '98 and have beefed up the fences and gates. I can imagine how you would feel if one of your pack were to be run over. Please take care of yourself and them.
And happy holidays to you and your constantly enlarging circle of friends there. Don't be afraid to ask for help from your cohorts, you would be surprised how much some will respond and how much they will give if no one feels critcized or overburdened.
posted by
majroj
on December 2, 2007 at 11:57 AM
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majroj, I thought that you meant that sweet Hindu Shiva child, operated on
recently when you said your 'number of legs' statement.
My mind is truly gone.
Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas and Good Dog Days, Daze and rainy gardens and toasty autumnal beds.....
My Mosinha still escapes daily and I must kill her soon as I tire of chasing her down the street daily. Maybe I can fix the fencing yet again.
I made the dogs some boiled potatoes and butter and salt and we ate them together. Yummy autumnal snack. My cooking habits are hilariously inadequate. The dogs don't mind.
Back to toasty bed.
posted by
benzinha
on December 1, 2007 at 11:00 PM
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benzinha, I was a dock hand/life guard for a summer.
Argh, mateys!!
posted by
majroj
on January 10, 2007 at 3:57 AM
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maj, I think that you have been watching my brothers and one's wife
adjusting to life on the new old sailboat that they just bought together.
The wife spends much time using the long pole, called??, to push them away from yachts that they are about to hit because their gas pedal for marina exiting has become stuck in high gear and in reverse.
When we receive their emails of their adventures, and many of them occur inside the marina, we laugh our heads off and worry about them. It would make an hysterical book, but they are too busy to write it and I refuse to go along and suffer, just to get the details right.
But, you must be sitting on the dock of the bay with a beer in hand watching them.
posted by
benzinha
on January 8, 2007 at 11:07 AM
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benzinha Life is like stepping onto a boat putting out to sea...
...which is going to sink...but when you put your foot on the gunnel it moves athwart and drops you into the drink.
THEN you climb on board!
posted by
majroj
on January 5, 2007 at 2:21 AM
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maj, this is my favorite quote this month.
Life is like stepping onto a boat which is about to sail out to sea and sink.
-- Shunryu Suzuki Roshi
posted by
benzinha
on January 4, 2007 at 6:31 PM
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Geri, thanks.
posted by
majroj
on October 18, 2006 at 10:12 PM
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And may only the best of views be out your open windows maj. :)
posted by
geri
on October 17, 2006 at 8:11 AM
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In the spirit of fairness...
...respectively, "On Golden Pond", "The Fisher King", and "Hotel New Hampshhire".
posted by
majroj
on October 16, 2006 at 9:49 PM
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