Posted 16 December 2012 - 12:36 AM
My dad never laid a hand on me. Period. He's a Vietnam-era Army vet. I'm 23 now. I live under his roof as long as I'm in school (only one more year). Had a girl over last summer. She made the trip from across state and was staying with us. He told me that she gets my bed, I get the couch. Me thinking I could wake up before he did, I slept in the bed with her. The next day, after she left, he met me outside and stern as poo told me, "I don't make you do much. You're a grown man who can make his own choices. But when I DO give you an order, I expect you to follow it and the fact that you completely disregarded an order has me disappointed. Don't cross me like that again".
I have never been 1) so scared and 2) so sad at the fact that I felt like I let him down.
Moral of the story: never hit your kids. Respect them. Let them grow and learn. Help them when you can. Don't make too many rules and don't be unreasonable. If they're anything like me, they will respect you more for it later and if they DO mess up, they'll feel like poo afterwards and that is punishment enough, trust me.
EDIT: Forgot to add to that. My mother used to beat me with whatever she could get her hands on and would strike me wherever she could while I was trying to escape her clutches. Her and I no longer speak.