Mom cleans up

I grew up the oldest of four, with a sister two years younger and brothers five and eight years younger. Though my parents … more

Eddy

Down the street from us lived a boy named Eddy. We were not supposed to play with him, because he came from a very different … more

The new car

My brother Jeff and I are only 13 months apart and we were raised almost like twins. We had only each other for the first fiv… more

Caught shoplifting

Shortly before I turned 14, I convinced my mother that I was too old to go to camp anymore. My mom had taken on a part-time jo… more

The hated coat

I was in the second year of senior school, so I’d be 12. I needed a new winter coat and one day, when I got home from my l… more

Wiffle ball

We were not allowed to play baseball in our yard, for the windows of the house were made of leaded glass, partitioned in di… more

Red as a London bus

The summer between 9th and 10th grade, we went as a family – mom, dad, me and my younger sister and two younger brothers – to … more

Last spanking at home

My parents came of age in the 1960s and both could accurately be described as Kennedy Democrats. My mom was a classroom te… more

A new coat

When I was seven and Jeff was six, mother had bought us new coats for Easter and we were invited to tea on Easter afternoon a… more

The missing slipper

I grew up during the in France during the 1970s, and was raised by my single mother. I was an energetic child, whom she love… more

Mom’s rituals

I am a 40-year-old woman who lives in Buffalo, NY, where I grew up. I am the oldest of four. I have a sister two years younger … more

In support of Mr Cane

The following story and picture originally appeared on a Singapore-based blog. In it, the writer reveals how she boughmore

The carriage house

When I was nine, I fell in love with horses, as a great many girls do. I started to draw their heads all over my notebooks and … more

The tricycle

My mother took me to visit the daughter of one of her friends. We were the same age. Sarah and I liked each other right away a… more

In fifth grade

When I was 10, I thought all physical discipline would end at our private school, at least for girls. We generally got som… more

The candy bar

I was all dressed for Sunday School with my younger brother Jeff. My father gave us each a quarter for the collection bask… more

How strict are yours?

With the decline in corporal punishment at home, I don’t know whether kids still have this conversation but back … more

Telephone interruption

This is a memory from when I was four. My mother was talking on the telephone with a friend. She was in the upstairs telepho… more

Caught smoking

I grew up in Ohio in the 80s and by the age of 11, my best friend and I had grown curious about being cool like our fathers, bot… more

The Nanny Smacker

My mum was a big believer in corporal punishment, so not surprisingly my sister and I were often across her knee, with our … more

The belt from Momma

I grew up in a big African-American family (three daughters, two sons) in Alabama, US, in the early 1980s, and spankings … more

Counting the cost

When I was nine years old, my mother took me and my younger brother and sister to a department store where my grandmother w… more

Obeying the sitter

This incident happened when I was nine years old. My mom had hired a sitter for me for two weeks – our nanny was on vacation… more

Mum finishes it

My sister Clare and I were always squabbling as children. It drove our mum to despair and two well-smacked bottoms were f… more

Petticoat pettiness

I grew up in the late 50s and early 60s, when girls always wore skirts and dresses, and lots of crinolines.

One time, my sis… more

Hot by the pool

I remember staying at my aunt’s summer house when I was nine years old.

One day, me and my cousin Kathy (who was about the sa… more

Spankings at home

My siblings and I were spanked frequently as children. We were usually sent to our parents’ bedroom to await our punishm… more

A little talk

Once, when visiting my cousin in Kansas, he was acting really rudely and his mom said: “That’s it – we’re gonna have a litt… more

The Pigeon Men

When I was six, my youngest brother was born. I loved babies, so I stood by and helped either my mother or nanny with his car… more

Uncle Jonathan

My friend Anna had an Uncle Jonathan, who lived with her and her father. Anna’s parents were divorced, which was r… more

A drink to regret

In our house, mom used the belt for the more serious offences committed by my siblings and I. While I received plenty of wh… more

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