Heather’s sympathy
I grew up in Canada in an Irish Catholic family with two sisters, one a year older and one a year younger. My father was a po… more
The whole class
The following story was related to our contributor by his father, and comes from his dad’s own boyhood in the late … more
Spanked in the bathroom
This is how I remember the spankings I got while growing up in Brisbane, Australia, in the 1950s. I turned 10 in 1956.
Bris… more
Water – and the hairbrush
I remember the time me and my brother (who was two years older) got spanked over a water-related escapade.
We had come hom… more
Fireworks at Auntie Nikky’s
I was a typical 12-year-old boy. Basically pretty well-behaved and at home, mum and dad hadn’t had to smack my bottom sin… 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
Wrong call over a ball
I was spanked a lot as a kid, until about 12 years old. One of the ones I remember the most happened when I was nine.
My friend … 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
Sore bottom in a hotel
In the late 1980s, I visited London for a week with my fianceé, and as we were young and impecunious at the time, we ended up … more
The smell of the strap
When I was six years old, my father left me and my mum to go off with another woman. I never saw him again after that. With fin… 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
Tears before a smack
One day, during the school holidays when I was a young teenager, I rode my bike to a popular children’s play area in the nex… 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
Crossing into discipline
I was at primary school in the 1950s in the north-east of England, where spankings at home and at school were commonplace… 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
My sister’s ‘extra pants’
One year on holiday, my sister and I got up very early one morning and ran off to the beach, where we dug a hole about a foot de… more
The dawn of an obsession
We weren’t babysat very often. We had a stay at home mum and a dad who was on the road a lot. But soon after we moved to Scotlan… more
Into the woods
When I was a child growing up in the Adirondacks, I went after school to Mrs Redmond’s house. She had a daughter, Lo… more
The Victory Garden
When one lives in a house of servants, one must respect the work and turf of each person as being almost sacred.
Servants a… more
In front of my elders
This happened in the early 1970s when I was nine years old, and the public spanking of children was no big deal.
I had gone t… more
My first from Aunt Audrey
When I was in my teens, I was forced to stay with my Aunt Audrey every summer because I couldn’t keep myself out of tr… more
Just like Grandma
When my sister Donna died I became guardian of her daughter, Joanne. My own mother had given very strict punishment with … more
Mothers Talking: Tanisha
Tanisha is an African-American mother-of-two living in the US state of Georgia. At the time of this interview, her sons … 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
Mothers Talking: Wendy
Mothers Talking is a previously unpublished series of interviews conducted mostly online (occasionally by telephon… more
One ball too many
Some time in the late 1970s, I was round at my friend Ian’s house. We had both recently celebrated our 10th birthda… more
Aunt Betty spanks
When I was eight years old, I spent two nights at the house of my Betty, my favourite aunt. Aunt Betty didn’t have an… more
An enema from Aunt Maria
In 1974, I was 13 and spent my summer vacation with my best friend and his parents at a campsite in Bavaria. Unfortunately… more
Caught stealing
When I was about 10 or 11 years old, my best friend was Eddie Miller. He was about the same age as me. We were always together… more
A stricter mama
Corporal punishment has long been a way of life for African-American children. There’s no getting around it, ou… more
A reluctant belting
This happened one afternoon when my son John was around six. It was getting towards teatime – my husband Dennis had just g… more