I really don’t know how we do it but it kinda seems like we Nigerian parents go through a “Beating 101” class just before that first born child comes through.
And I must say, the top-notch teaching accounts for the sublime way with which they handle the belt, baby, and bathwater… LOL.
So I was talking to a colleague of mine recently about the physical training (that is not sparing the rod) and he shared with me one of his most memorable childhood moments on how his parents flogged the living daylight out of him. And it was just too funny I thought to share.
“That’s how I went out all day to play football o! Couldn’t go home because I didn’t get some certain chores done before i left the house, so I stayed at a friend’s place till late in the night when I was sure my parents would be asleep.
I was able to get into the house, thanks to my sister (I called her my saviour). While sleeping, I was in a bad dream were my parents were caning me, waking up from the dream only to find my father standing by my bedside asking me up to explain my side of the story.
Before I could say a word, he was already caning me never. He never even cared to listen to me- it’s more like explaining to yourself why you should be beaten.
Long story short, that same saviour sister and my brother held me down while I was given the beating of my life.
I believe I am a more principled man today. Hahaha.”
Share your story and thoughts too. Do you think beating your child helps him become better?? Did your beating account turn you out to be a better man or woman??