Ryan42...It sounds like he was taught very well. Congrats!
I was close to thirty years old and had not lived at home for a really long time. I was at Mom's house and decided to pick up some old belongings. I asked her where the whatever-I-was-looking-for was and she said in the hall closet. I looked and looked but couldn't find it. What I did see however, was three shoe boxes on the top shelf with us kid's names on them. My older sister, my younger brother and me.
Now, I have to tell you at this point that my Dad died in 1967 and my Mom never re-married so she was both Mom and Dad to us three barbarians. We would get her Fathers Day cards on that day because of the way she raised us.
Ok, so I pull the three boxes down and look inside mine first. They were all three full of broken wooden spoons, broken rulers and assorted broken wooden slats. I carried them out to the living room and asked Mom, "hey what is this stuff"? She takes one look and starts cracking up. I mean she's laughing so hard, she's almost crying and can't speak. Finally, she get's her breath and says "Those were the educational tools that I broke on your rear ends" and starts cracking up again. Finally, I get the whole story. Every time one of us misbehaved, she would take a ruler or wooden spoon or wooden slat to our backside. If it broke during the "educational process", she would put in the shoe box with our name on it. Yeah, mine had by far the most broken spoons, etc.
The rest of the story is that by todays standards, she was a child abuser. Those danged spoons HURT! She popped me on the noggin with one one time! However, my brother is a State Marshal, my sister is an anesthesiologist and I have almost 3 decades working in law enforcement plus I own a firearms restoration business. Child abuse? NOPE! Child abuse would have been letting us run rampant with no disciplne. She cared and she loved us so she whupped us when we needed it. Keep yer powder dry, Mac.
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