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Spanked With A Belt
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Disciplining a child by spanking, I would guess the most common form of discipline when I was a kid, is in the news again. Star Minnesota Vikings running back Adrian Peterson was suspended last week for spanking his 4-year-old son with a tree branch. In today’s world, that is serious business. Here’s a similar recent California case.
On August 3, 2013, a neighbor reported hearing a child being hit or spanked. When Los Angeles County Sheriff’s deputies investigated the home of Josue E. (Father) and Karen E. (Mother) they found two-year old daughter A.E. (names withheld) had two five to six inch long red welts on the back of her leg and more red welts on her buttock. (Judges don’t write “butt.”)
Father admitted he struck A.E. with his belt because she was misbehaving. Mother was unaware of the belt spanking but had seen Father spank A.E. on the butt before with his bare hand.
Father was arrested for child abuse and held in custody.
Father explained his frustrations in disciplining his young daughter. He told investigators that as a child he had been disciplined with a belt and thought that was the best way to discipline A.E.
The L. A. Department of Children and Family Services (DCFS) and a juvenile court judge disagreed and found Father guilty of child abuse. He was removed from the home. Father appealed.
Father contended the removal of A.E. from his custody was improper because he was not a substantial danger to his daughter.
In fact, as you would expect, it’s not easy to remove a child from the custody of his or her parent. Welfare and Institutions Code Section 361(c)(1) limits the ability of a juvenile court to remove a child from the physical custody of the parents. The court must find by “clear and convincing evidence” that “there is or would be a substantial danger to the physical health, safety, protection, or physical or emotional well being of the minor.”
There was abundant evidence that Father and Mother were good parents. There was no ongoing domestic violence, no substance abuse problems and no safety issues at the home. DCFS acknowledged the family was cooperative and motivated to solve the spanking matter. A.E. was healthy and comfortable in her parents’ presence.
The Court of Appeals overturned the juvenile court decision, finding there was no clear and convincing evidence that Father presented a risk of harm to his daughter A.E. He was allowed to move back into the family home.
In a 2013 case we summarized an Attorney General Opinion on corporal punishment: “It is not unlawful for a parent to spank a child for disciplinary purposes with an object other than the hand provided that the punishment is necessary and not excessive in relation to the individual circumstances.”
According to the 2013 court case, the reasonableness of a particular corporal punishment depends on four factors: (1) the age of the child, (2) the part of the body that was struck, (3) the instrument used to strike the child, and (4) the amount of damage inflicted. It is not child abuse if there is an “accidental injury.”
I remember as a kid, several of our neighborhood friends were beaten by their dads with belts, coat hangers, wooden spoons or switches. I suspect sometimes associated with alcohol.
Parents who as children were disciplined with beatings, even severe, may honestly believe that is how you effectively discipline your children. Not so, not today. Not then either. At least the issue is drawing national attention.
Former basketball star Charles Barkley commented on Adrian Peterson’s case: “Whipping – we do that all the time” explaining corporal punishment is a common practice in the South.
Spanking a child with an object other than the hand, which if detected must be reported by health care providers, may result in a criminal charge of child abuse.
That is a stiff penalty as Josue E. and Adrian Peterson learned the hard way. Right or wrong, I draw a distinction in degree between the Adrian Peterson incident and Baltimore Ravens star Ray Rice’s punching and knocking out, then callously dragging out of an elevator, his then fiancé. Comments welcome.
Jim Porter is an attorney with Porter Simon licensed in California and Nevada, with offices in Truckee and Tahoe City, California, and Reno, Nevada. Jim’s practice areas include: real estate, development, construction, business, HOA’s, contracts, personal injury, mediation and other transactional matters. He may be reached at porter@portersimon.com or www.portersimon.com . 
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Was there a special belt used for spanking when you were growing up?
For those who it applied, is getting spanked with a razor strap worse than a belt?
I was spanked with leather belts regularly past 15 years old, but never thought it was abusive at the time. Why?
What was the worst spanking you got growing up?
Were you spanked while you grew up, and how did the spanking process carry out?
Is my bare bottom spanking with the belt going to hurt?
For those who it applied, is getting spanked with a razor strap worse than a belt?
I was spanked with leather belts regularly past 15 years old, but never thought it was abusive at the time. Why?
What was the worst spanking you got growing up?
Were you spanked while you grew up, and how did the spanking process carry out?
Is my bare bottom spanking with the belt going to hurt?
What was the most painful bare‐bottom spanking you received as a child?
When getting spanked with the belt, when do you start feeling the pain?
What does the belt feel like when getting spanked with it?
Did you ever get spanked bare bottom with a belt because of getting in trouble at school? What was your punishment at school and how many licks of the belt did you get when you got home?
How do I accept a bare bottom spanking with a cane without fighting it?
I did something horrible today in one of my classes and my mother said that I will receive a bare bottom spanking when my father gets home, at 5. How do I make it hurt less?
How, much does a spanking hurt? I'm going to get one for punishment soon, and I am wondering how sore my rear end will be.
Are there other teens who still get belt spankings from their parents? I do.
What was your position to be spanked when you were a child?
I wanted a good spanking with a thick belt on bare bottom right now. What should I do?
For those who it applied, is getting spanked with a razor strap worse than a belt?
I was spanked with leather belts regularly past 15 years old, but never thought it was abusive at the time. Why?
What was the worst spanking you got growing up?
Were you spanked while you grew up, and how did the spanking process carry out?
Is my bare bottom spanking with the belt going to hurt?
What was the most painful bare‐bottom spanking you received as a child?
When getting spanked with the belt, when do you start feeling the pain?
What does the belt feel like when getting spanked with it?
Did you ever get spanked bare bottom with a belt because of getting in trouble at school? What was your punishment at school and how many licks of the belt did you get when you got home?
How do I accept a bare bottom spanking with a cane without fighting it?
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We all were spanked with a medium size paddle until are hineys were red and sore and we could not sit down for days we should all go back to those times that were much better.
yes there was a few one was a hand held belt that was to be soaking in hot water before the beating, and the others were like thick prision srtaps and we had two of them he got the from a leather maker and oiled them to keep from splitting. My neighbor friend had it worst her father used sand paper first then the strap ouch I made sure I didnT get into trouble over there.

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Although I got my bottom tanned by Mom growing up, Dad wasn’t above giving me corporal punishment himself. For this job, he kept an old leather tool belt, which was a couple of inches wide and had all its pockets removed.
I am the oldest of four, with a sister two years younger and brothers five and eight years younger. By the time the older of the two boys was born, Mom had stepped aside from her classroom teacher career and was a full-time stay-at-home mother. I would estimate that 90 per cent of our spankings at home came from her.
The overwhelming majority of spankings from Mom even went unreported to Dad and he never knew that most of them had even happened. There was never a ‘wait until your father gets home’ with mom – she took care of business and we all carried on afterwards, and it might never even be on his radar.
Now, Dad did spank, though his tended to be much more impromptu and for ‘line of sight’ type of things, like ‘screwing around’ with his power tools (the older boy), breaking the neighbours’ lawn mower (the younger boy) or running down the battery of his truck by playing with the electric seats (my sister).
On occasion, though, Mom might feel an incident was serious enough that he needed to know about it too. An encounter with Dad was the nuclear option in our house, and on those times when Mom had informed him of some particularly egregious thing we had done, it was after she had already taken us across her knee for a dose of paddle or hairbrush to our bare bottoms. Now, we would be faced with his wrath as well as hers – and his wrath was definitely to be avoided.
Dad’s old leather tool belt was one his own father had worn – and had used to discipline my father and his siblings. It was permanently creased over, firm but supple, and in his hands a truly fearsome implement. He never used it in anger, but it was clear when he did he was not happy with our actions and we definitely would feel the effects for a couple of days afterwards.
He had far less procedure than mom. No corner time before and very rarely after. Most times, he’d go get the strap then have you drop your pants and grab your knees right in the kitchen. As my sister and I got older, he afforded us a bit more modesty and would take us downstairs to the basement rec room or sometimes in warmer weather, out to the detached garage.
I managed to keep my encounters with him rare; not that I was perfectly behaved, but I was better at hiding things from my folks than my sibs were. The last strapping from him came when i was just about 14. Mom caught me sneaking out (actually sneaking back in) from illicitly seeing my new boyfriend.
Following an epic paddling from her, she told my dad when he got home from work. That earned me a trip to the basement, him holding the strap in one hand and my arm in the other. I had to drop my shorts and panties, and bend over the arm of the couch. I got a dozen sound licks on my bare butt and an admonition not to sneak out of the house again, or it would be worse the next time. I never cried from spankings off my Mom once I was past the age of around eight or nine – I was stubborn and never wanted her to have the satisfaction. However, I was always in tears if I was in trouble with Dad, even before the strap fell across my buttocks.
When my little brother was in ninth grade, he broke the window of the school behind our house – he had been flicking rocks with his hockey stick on the way home from practice. He tried to run away, but the pastor of the church spotted him and called our house. Mom was furious with him, especially because of the embarrassment of the pastor calling. I was not living at home by then but I happened to be there visiting when this took place and had a front row seat for the paddling he got from mom before he even changed out of his hockey gear.
My dad came home a short time later. Mom told him what happened and that the head of the volunteer maintenance committee at the school had called. Could he come over and help with clean-up and temporary enclosure until the window could be replaced? My dad’s jaw tightened and he went upstairs.
Moments later, he returned with my little brother in one hand and the strap in the other. “I have to go help fix this window you broke,” he said to my brother. “And we are going to have to pay the insurance deductible on this. Well, we’re going to figure out how you are going to repay us for that, but meantime I’m going to take some of it out of your butt. Drop your pants.”
My brother looked scared and embarrassed in about equal parts. He shucked down his sweat pants and his boxers and I discovered at least one reason for his embarrassment – his penis was noticeably erect, all 3.5in of him standing straight out.
He bent over and grabbed his knees and my dad went to work. He got 12 licks in all, given in rapid fire succession, and Dad covered my brother’s bum from the top to his thighs. My brother toughed it out without crying but it was evident he was in distress. My dad told him to stick his nose in the corner until he got back from the window cleanup and that is where my brother stayed for the next hour, striped bottom on display for everyone to see.
I remember a serious strapping my sis took from Dad in seventh grade when she was caught with cigarettes. Both my parents’ fathers had had serious health issues related to smoking and it was one thing for which my parents had zero tolerance. When Mom found the cigarettes, she paddled my sister in front of the rest of us and left her standing in the corner with her red bottom showing until Dad came home.
When he heard the news, he went upstairs and came back with the strap, called her out and gave her a dozen licks on her bare bottom while she was bent over a kitchen chair. She was howling and sobbing after he was done, hopping up and down and rubbing her crimson behind while flashing her pubic triangle at me and her wide-eyed little brothers. That was a rare time where dad made someone stand in the corner afterward as ‘a lesson to everyone’. It was a very subdued dinner we ate, with my sis with her nose parked in the corner just a few feet away from the table. We shared a room and I saw the the marks from the strap for several days afterwards when she undressed.
A similar fate befell the older of my two younger brothers. When he was in eighth grade, he, one of our cousins who was in his class and another kid were caught drinking behind the maintenance garage during recess at the Catholic school they attended. My cousin had taken these single shot rum bottles from his parents and the three of them were taking swigs from them when they were caught.
This was a big deal, needless to say, and there was an after-school conference with the moms and the principal (a nun). The upshot was that the three of them were given two Saturdays of detention, which meant a half day of tasks like cleaning classrooms and doing yard work around the school. However, that was the least of my brother’s worries.
When they made the short trek home from school, Mom sent him up to change and told him to bring back the paddle and be quick about it. While the rest of us sat at the kitchen table, she made him drop his pants and underwear and go over her knee for a paddling on his bare bottom. She made him stand bare butt in the kitchen in the corner for about a half hour, then sent him to his room, but not before telling him: “I’m sure your father is going to want to deal with you, too.” All of us at the table gulped, because we knew what that meant.
When Dad came in, Mom briefed him on the incident. You could see the colour come to his face – but, to his credit, he waited about 15 minutes before he sent my little brother up to their room to tell his sibling to come down ‘and tell him to bring the strap’.
It was just before dinner and all of us were at the table when my brother came down, strap in hand. My dad pulled a chair from the table and placed it in the middle of the kitchen. Then he took the strap from my brother and told him to get his pants down and bend over. “I am going to show everyone what happens to kids who drink and who embarrass this family,” he said.
I had a profile view of my brother and could see his ‘equipment’ hanging down, and the patch of curly black pubic hair above his penis. My dad drew back the strap and brought it down with a loud crack in the centre of my brother’s bottom. He let out a hiss and I saw him thrust forward, his flaccid penis flopping up and down.
Dad was not as measured or methodical as Mom, and the licks came in a rapid succession – crack, crack, crack! My brother wasn’t counting – but I was, and Dad gave him 18 strokes in all, that left his bottom a criss-cross of angry red horizontal stripes.
My brother was not normally a crier, but he had tears in his eyes and a streak of snot running down his nose when Dad finally exiled him to the corner, where his crimson bottom remained on display while we ate a very quiet and subdued dinner.
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Submitted by PoisonApples on Fri, 09/10/2010 - 2:45pm
This came up on another blog and I wondered what other people's opinions are. Maybe I'm the odd one out with my opinion.
It was said that appropriate punishment is blistering a bare ass with a belt, paddle, hand
EDIT - This was advocated for OLDER children -age 12+. If I heard of a grown man who
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