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Originally Posted by jplinville
I remember the paddle very well. I was taught not to it other kids by it. I was also taught that teachers didn't like being flipped off behind their back by that same paddle. It taught me to behave and to respect the fact that if I didn't behave, there would be consequences to my actions...
That paddle was a great tool.
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I think it is sad that force or the threat of force was required for you to behave.
My respect for my parents is what made me want to behave. I did not want to disappoint my mom or dad. I have done a few stupid things and the look on my parents faces is what stopped me from doing it ever again.
I do have to correct my previous statement. I pissed my mom off when I was very young, maybe 6 or 7 years old. I do not remember what I did but my mom hit or shoved me and I remember falling in a corner. The look in her eys scared the crap out of me. The look was not anger but fear. She was terrified of what she had done and that sacred me more. She apologized and so did I. That was the first and only time she ever laid a hand on me.
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