LET ME ASK YOU a serious question. You have $700 in your purse/wallet to pay the rent man when he comes. That $700 is made up of money that you work hard for and some that you had to borrow.
When the rent man comes and you gone for the money, every cent gone. And you discover to your horror, that your eight-year-old child, in a fit of rage, took up the money and flush it down the toilet, vex that you turned off the TV. How would you punish that child, if you would at all?
Now from the time I mentioned this scenario to a female friend of mine, I couldda see all the vexation in her face. All of a sudden every vein in her forehead bulged out, and she shut her eyes and scrunch up her face and then say, “Lew, when I done beat he, them would got to call the police for me.”
And this is exactly what happened to a lady in the United States. She did not allow her child to watch a particular movie and the child got vex and flushed the rent money down the toilet. She beat the child so bad that neighbours had to call the police.
Now I know some people don’t believe in giving children lashes, and I ain’t here to debate whether you should spank a child or not. I got my views on that. I don’t believe in brutalising children, but I also believe that there are certain times that a li’l brush-up does do the trick.
That is why for a situation like this one, I would like to hear from those people who don’t believe in sharing lashes how they would handle it.
You see, as a child, and I guess many from my generation, we would not even contemplate picking up our parents’ money and throwing it in the toilet, because we know what would happen.
Yes, I probably would get banned from watching TV or going out and playing with my friends, but I also know that the icing on the cake would have been a good cut-tail.
And as a child back then, you know you were going to get a good cut tail when you see the dog disappear and gone into hiding. I real serious. One minute the dog would be in the house lying down sleeping, and when your mother start to quarrel and shout, that dog used to work out that you are about to get your tail roast and he don’t want to be around to witness it.
You would just see that dog get up and stretch and look at you like he saying, “You is a real idiot . . . . May the good Lord have mercy on your soul,” then he would take a cool walk up the gap or hide up under the cellar till the hurricane pass.
And sometimes as a child and you over by your friend’s house, and your friend’s mother decide to cut his backside, you would clear out and go home after he got the first five lashes, ’cause you used to be worried that his mother run out of tail to cut and start to cut yours.
But yes, I believe there are times to share a few lashes, and if a child flushing the rent money down the toilet ain’t one, then you tell me which is one. See ya.
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