
My recollection of what transpired in that office is somewhat dim, I don't remember much if any inquiry and I'm pretty sure the principal took on the "judge, jury and executioner" role, I'm asuming with relish. The strap itself was short and black and I received one resounding whack. Can't even remember if I cried or not.
Since then I have occasionally worn this story as a badge of honour. It does go somewhat against the image people have of me and anything I can do to re-inforce a "bad boy" image is something I'm game for.
Above and beyond that one sad schoolyard episode, I've had very little experience with corporal punishment. As a kid I think I maybe got one belt on my hand and yet one more attempt at this by a very sleepy father who wasn't quite awake and didn't have his glasses on so not much pain involved.

Corporal punishment in the schools, of course, has run its course. It is frowned upon in the home as well. What has taken its place is sitting down with your child, giving him or her clear expectations, boundaries and consequences and heaping on the praise when he or she meets these requirements.

So it all seems to come down to deciding whether to hit your kid or talk to him. I got hit as a kid (but not a lot) and I did some hitting as an adult (but not a lot) and I think that both my boys and I turned out okay. My getting hit as a young boy taught me that if you do something bad then there's a nasty consequence. And yet I don't have a really strong negative feeling about whatever that consequence was I was dealt with. Using the strap as an example, I did get the strap and it did hurt quite a bit but I don't think it scarred me in the slightest, as I've explained. However, there were occasions when simple things that came out of my parents mouths ended up hurting far worse than any hand-whacking I ever received.

With a spanking, generally it is a cause and effect issue; you do something bad and then you receive punishment (generally the punishment you were expecting) and the issue is over. Words spoken in anger, however, dissipate much more slowly, if ever. A word spoken in anger can make a kid stop and say to themself "oh no, that's what they really think about me...!"
I have been blessed insofar as I never had to endure too many "angry words" as I was growing up. I can, however, think of a couple of times when my parents said things that crushed me. The fact that they immediately realized what they'd done and tried to make amends afterwards did little to lessen the blow.
My point here is that when my parents said those things I really would rather have been spanked! I would have gotten over a spanking so much more easily and not had to deal with it years later.

So remember what made you feel bad when you were a kid and try to remember how and why it made you feel bad. Then, try and recall all the things that made you feel good about yourself, whether it was a pat on the back, a simple glance or perhaps some verbal praise. Speak with other parents and find out what worked and didn't work for them. Read a book. Weigh all of these things against each other and do what feels right with your own kids.
Good luck!
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