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When I was growing up, my family always took camping trips. I remember one in particular. As a child, I always enjoyed hav… more
When I was growing up, my family always took camping trips. I remember one in particular. As a child, I always enjoyed hav… more
From: The Outlook (periodical published in New York) 5 July 1913 p. 523-6
When Corporal Punishment for Children is Righ… more
When I was about 12, my mum went into hospital and I went to stay with an aunt, uncle and girl cousin for a while.
One Saturda… more
When I was about 10, I was being looked after by my Aunty Margaret while my parents were on holiday.
One day, one of my frien… more
When I was nine years old, I had a friend named Scott. He and I would often play at his house – in fact, we did pretty much ever… more
The following fascinating conversation, about mothers talking about how and why they spank their children, was origi… more
While growing up, I was subjected to many spankings. The most memorable was when I was a few days short of my 16th birthday… more
When I was growing up, I spent the summers working on my aunt’s farm. My uncle had passed away a couple of years befo… more
My parents never spanked me when I was growing up. They often threatened to do it – but I would change my behaviour quickly… more
When I was 10, mom and dad went away on a business trip. Since they could not take me with them, mom asked a girlfriend if I co… more
I was around five or six years old when this happened – I was staying with my grandmother for the weekend because my parent… more
When I was about eight years old, my best friend Johnny and I did everything with each other – shoot baskets in the drivewa… more
When I was growing up in Dublin in the 1960s, spanking, caning and strapping were a fact of life. Most boys I knew got it, ev… more
As a young boy, I was raised by my widowed mother, the result of the untimely death of my father. Mom did not spoil me in the l… more
My mother developed multiple sclerosis – leaving her in a wheelchair – when I was just three years old. This placed many e… more
It was a rainy day and I was playing ping-pong with a couple of neighbourhood girls, Tammy and Aleisha. We were all about 1… more
When I was 14, my mother, my sister and I visited my Aunt Karen in Chicago for Spring Break. I was excited to see my aunt sinc… more
When I was about nine years old, I lived on a farm for about six months. This was my aunt’s home. It was a cool farm, wi… more
The ‘mum’ I refer to in this story is not my biological mother – she was actually a friend of mine in high scho… more
Several of your stories reminded me of something that actually happened to me a little over 10 years ago. I was doing some … more
When I was just a sprout of about eight, I really started noticing my sister’s underwear was different than my own… more
When I was four and a half, I spent a few days at my Aunt Kathy’s. Dustin, my five-year-old cousin (not Aunt Kathy… more
When I was in my early teens (in the early 1960s), my mother was required to move out of town for employment and it was deter… more
One weekend, when I was eight, my parents were out of town. However, they had instructed my 19-year-old nanny Brandi to t… more
When I was six, my parents went on a business trip for two days and I stayed home with my mom’s friend Amy. She was 18 a… more
When I was about eight, I used to go to a shop to buy sweets after school, usually with my friend David. The woman who ran the … more
It was the 50s, and I was five – an only child living in an apartment with my parents. One summer’s day, my mother dec… more
The first time I ever remember being smacked by anyone other than my mum was when I was seven years old. My sister Jennifer … more
I was six and a half years old when my parents went to Florida to visit a sick member of the family. They left me with ‘… more
I was staying with my great aunt after my parents left for France. She was an old, sour woman with no tolerance for disobed… more
I grew up in a small town south of Chicago. My best friend in the whole world was the girl next door, Laura. Laura and I playe… more
When I was about seven years old, I stayed at my friend’s place for two weeks.
My friend, Sue, wet the bed and her mum … more
One summer afternoon, when I was a skinny boy of 15, I took my sister Anne (who was 13 at the time) to one of our secret hideou… more
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