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Boomer here, so I'm talking about late '50s. I was basically a good kid who listened to my mother and was polite and well behaved around other people. There were a few times when I was young, that my mother gave me a short spanking, she didn't go nuts and it lasted around a minute as I remember. It ended when I agreed not to do whatever I was doing at the time, I really don't remember the details. My father never spanked me at all.
I think in my case it worked well, the few I got I deserved, and I was never injured, abused or verbally attacked. They were never in public. I loved my parents and they loved me.
I don't have children, but I would be against spanking these days, speaking and perhaps some other punishment may be enough. I remember babysitting for a woman who had four young children who were pretty wild. She told me to spank any one of them when they get out of hand. I never did, never had a desire to. I talked to them, they listened, calmed down and all was well. They loved it when I came over, and she was grateful too.
My mother never used a leash with any of us kids, we were in a stroller until we could walk well, then we held her, or each other's hands, crossing streets, etc. Good memories of my childhood, no regrets.
I didn't give a poll vote, none of the answers really fit.
I think in my case it worked well, the few I got I deserved, and I was never injured, abused or verbally attacked. They were never in public. I loved my parents and they loved me.
I don't have children, but I would be against spanking these days, speaking and perhaps some other punishment may be enough. I remember babysitting for a woman who had four young children who were pretty wild. She told me to spank any one of them when they get out of hand. I never did, never had a desire to. I talked to them, they listened, calmed down and all was well. They loved it when I came over, and she was grateful too.
My mother never used a leash with any of us kids, we were in a stroller until we could walk well, then we held her, or each other's hands, crossing streets, etc. Good memories of my childhood, no regrets.
I didn't give a poll vote, none of the answers really fit.
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