I was never spanked as a child until I turned seven. I didn’t even really understand what a spanking was, except from a friend who used to ‘get swats'”.
Then came the day that my mother, our neighbour Aunt Jen and I went to the beach. I loved the beach and I never wanted to leave. At 3 o’clock , however, my mother informed me we needed to go. I immediately threw a temper tantrum. After the usual counting to ten, no dessert, and you’re grounded all weekend speeches, I was grabbed by my hand and dragged to the car.