Kids Today Need Spanking More Than Ever

Kids Today Need Spanking More Than Ever

Yes, I'm prepared for the hate storm I'm about to get.

Call me old-fashioned, but when I look back I'm thankful that my family spanked me as a child.

There has been so much debate on whether or not spanking children harms them psychologically down the road. Studies have shown it does and it doesn't. So-called "pediatric experts" have sworn off spanking for good.

I only see one problem with this: there is a lack of discipline in kids being raised in Generation Z, and I've witnessed it first hand. Parents are letting technology raise their kids, as two-parent households often have both parents working and little face-to-face time between parents and kids. With a lack of actual parenting comes a lack of actual discipline.

I have no problem with parents working; my mom and dad always worked 40+ hours per week, and thank goodness my grandparents were capable of looking after me when my parents were making ends meet. As many of you may know, grandparents tend to be old-fashioned and my parents were too.

Back in the old days, as my parents would say, they had to take hickory "switches" off the the limbs of hickory trees whenever they got in trouble so they could be disciplined with them. While some may find this extreme by today's standards, my parents and grandparents enacted the same kind of discipline onto me with a leather belt.

By doing this, my parents taught me at a young age that their word was the law, and that any disobedience from the law would leave my rear end sore for the next week. I was by no means a bad kid growing up, but every kid makes mistakes growing up and has to answer to their actions. When I was 10 years old, I told my mom to "shut her mouth" after she was bragging on me to some adults at the local tire store and maintenance shop.

There is no greater fear that enters a kid's mind than when they hear "your daddy is gonna whip you when he gets home."

Never has my gut wrenched more than during that ride home to receive my spanking. All the begging and pleading and apologizing meant nothing because of the disrespect I showed my mother. But even more so, my mom said for the first time in my life that she was "disappointed in how I behaved."

I begged and I begged my dad not to spank me with his belt. I would have rather spent all week out in the garden picking peas than get one of his spankings. But as he bared me against the refrigerator he said "I'm doing this for your own good, one day you'll thank me."

That was the day I knew I didn't ever want to get a spanking again, and more importantly, I didn't want to disappoint my parents again. That's why I say that my parents' words still carry weight today: guilt is a greater motivator than love. Fear of disappointing.

I don't think my parents "abused" me like many people would make out strong disciplining parents to be. I'm thankful my parents spanked me for doing wrong.

It made me realize that every action I make has consequences. I attribute those spankings to always making me think three or four steps ahead of my actions before I make them, which has kept me out of a lot of trouble and has made me wiser.

So many parents threaten their kids with spankings but never do it. I've seen this first hand, and I know that all it does is encourage more unruliness in kids because they can cross the line as much as they want with no consequences.

Other parents don't discipline their kids at all. Some of these undisciplined kids go on to think that they can get away with anything and that the world is going to submit all of their demands because mommy or daddy never took the time to enforce rules and teach their kids respect.

No, I'm not saying beating your kids black and blue is a good thing. That's abuse.

No, I'm not saying that verbal discipline doesn't work. It does, as long as that discipline is backed up by action.

No, I'm not saying that kids who aren't spanked turn into bad adults. Plenty of friends weren't spanked growing up and they have all of their eggs in their respective baskets.

I think my parents achieved the perfect balance in their discipline. It only took one or two good spankings in my life, and all they had to do was give me "the look" when I was doing something they didn't like.

Hate me for it or love me for it, but I believe physical discipline still has a place in our society.

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If You've Ever Been Called Overly-Emotional Or Too Sensitive, This Is For You

Despite what they have told you, it's a gift.

Emotional: a word used often nowadays to insult someone for their sensitivity towards a multitude of things.

If you cry happy tears, you're emotional. If you express (even if it's in a healthy way) that something is bothering you, you're sensitive. If your hormones are in a funk and you just happen to be sad one day, you're emotional AND sensitive.

Let me tell you something that goes against everything people have probably ever told you. Being emotional and being sensitive are very, very good things. It's a gift. Your ability to empathize, sympathize, and sensitize yourself to your own situation and to others' situations is a true gift that many people don't possess, therefore many people do not understand.

Never let someone's negativity toward this gift of yours get you down. We are all guilty of bashing something that is unfamiliar to us: something that is different. But take pride in knowing God granted this special gift to you because He believes you will use it to make a difference someday, somehow.

This gift of yours was meant to be utilized. It would not be a part of you if you were not meant to use it. Because of this gift, you will change someone's life someday. You might be the only person that takes a little extra time to listen to someone's struggle when the rest of the world turns their backs.

In a world where a six-figure income is a significant determinant in the career someone pursues, you might be one of the few who decides to donate your time for no income at all. You might be the first friend someone thinks to call when they get good news, simply because they know you will be happy for them. You might be an incredible mother who takes too much time to nurture and raise beautiful children who will one day change the world.

To feel everything with every single part of your being is a truly wonderful thing. You love harder. You smile bigger. You feel more. What a beautiful thing! Could you imagine being the opposite of these things? Insensitive and emotionless?? Both are unhealthy, both aren't nearly as satisfying, and neither will get you anywhere worth going in life.

Imagine how much richer your life is because you love other's so hard. It might mean more heartache, but the reward is always worth the risk. Imagine how much richer your life is because you are overly appreciative of the beauty a simple sunset brings. Imagine how much richer your life is because you can be moved to tears by the lessons of someone else's story.

Embrace every part of who you are and be just that 100%. There will be people who criticize you for the size of your heart. Feel sorry for them. There are people who are dishonest. There are people who are manipulative. There are people who are downright malicious. And the one thing people say to put you down is "you feel too much." Hmm...

Sounds like more of a compliment to me. Just sayin'.

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My First College Gal Pal Road Trip Was Amazing

Every girl should have one good girls trip.


In some way or another, everybody has a list of things they want to do in their lives before it's all over. After all, we're human. There's adventure to be had in every life. One thing I have always wanted to do before I grew too old and grey was go on a road trip with my gal pals to the beach. A couple weeks ago, I achieved this memorable milestone, and it allowed me to open up to new surroundings and experiences.

On this trip, I went with two of my friends from college, Kait and Lindsey, to visit my roommate Elizabeth in Virginia Beach. This was pretty big for Lindsey and I because neither of us had been to Virginia Beach before. Thankfully Elizabeth and Kait knew their way around the city, so we never got lost on our way to and fro.

Like most vacations, my favorite parts probably took place at the beach. I'm always at utter peace stomping through mushy sand or leaning down to splash the salty water that tries to knock my short self over. We took pictures and did something us college girls rarely have time to do especially in school: Relax.

The four of us did not live up to the crazed stereotype of girl trips in movies. Although I finally got a chance to sing along to Taylor Swift in a car ride with my friends, so that's always a plus. We played "Top Golf" one day, and by some miracle, I actually won the second game by a fair amount after much humiliation in the first one. We visited some of Elizabeth's family, and I finally got to meet her giant dog Apollo (I call him 'Wolf Dog'). Everyday was another chance to ask with enthusiasm: "So what are we doing today?"

Our trip wasn't like the movies where we all cried or confessed our deepest darkest secrets. Everything the four of us shared was laughter and this calm feeling of being at home, in the chaotic peace of each other's company. We understand each other a little better due to finally seeing what we're like outside of Longwood University. After this, all I can say is that we're most definitely planning the next one!

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