tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017250613851027863.post4933667162265382326..comments2023-11-05T04:57:22.240-05:00Comments on Craving Silence: My first whuppingShaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15987082306573944813noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017250613851027863.post-81238267971920730842008-04-21T16:34:00.000-04:002008-04-21T16:34:00.000-04:00We were all spanked when we were younger. My dad h...We were all spanked when we were younger. My dad hit with his hand, my mom with the belt. I used to hate the phrase "Put your hands on the dresser." Because we knew what was coming after that. <BR/><BR/>To be fair, I probably DID deserve some of them!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017250613851027863.post-67129486021852632752008-04-18T12:19:00.000-04:002008-04-18T12:19:00.000-04:00To their credit, my parents, born in the 1920s at ...To their credit, my parents, born in the 1920s at a time where people hit their kids, never raised a hand to me. My older brothers and sisters weren't so lucky. I think my father must have read some parenting books by the time I came along. Either that, or I was perfect and didn't deserve a whupping.<BR/><BR/>You believe that, don't you?Candyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14070433904661239686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017250613851027863.post-66486850769781321792008-04-18T11:14:00.000-04:002008-04-18T11:14:00.000-04:00I remember the days of spankings. Not one in part...I remember the days of spankings. Not one in particular, though. And my mom was much, much worse than my dad about giving them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3017250613851027863.post-9110637846148664472008-04-17T22:53:00.000-04:002008-04-17T22:53:00.000-04:00I have never been whipped but I was spanked once o...I have never been whipped but I was spanked once or twice. I still feel a bit of shame when I recall it.Sizzlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00182860438430294750noreply@blogger.com