It was such
a traumatic experience in my childhood that I assume that is the reason I can clearly
remember what happened that day.
My parents
were always against corporal punishment, although they might have slapped me a
few times when I was five or six years old.
I probably
was nine or ten -I thought this form of punishment had come to and end - when my aunt offered to take me for a walk. I used to have fun with my
aunt. She was so much fun!
When my mother
said no, I got tremendously upset. I insisted like a spoiled child. I was
eager to go out with my lovely aunt. There was nothing I could do; my mother
was firm.
I started
to cry like a madman and my mother began to shout. I was out of control and
hitting the glass of the window until it smashed. I was really frightened. My mother lost her temper and started to beating me.
I was not
used to being beaten so that I hold this episode of my boyhood as one of my
worst memories.
Many years later, when talking to a psychologist about physical punishment during my childhood, she told me corporal punishment was the last option. I was highly
surprised: the last option! So is it an
option, although it is the last one?
