I find it interesting that the best way to punish children who do not receive physical punishment is to tamper with their dependent desires.
Punishment in removing material items, equally enforces the idea of reward in the material.
That has (and is having) more of a detrimental effect on the irits of the youth... and their relationships with, and dependencies on, the material in terms of how they understand the fulfillment of their needs. It is more realistic to smack them, as this is a better example of the notion of consequence and pain as it exists in the real world. An occasional smack to a youth (bearing in mind no-one on this site is endorsing constant smacking, it has to be a consequence for a certain level of bad behaviour) is a loving gesture from a parent, rather than to let your youth grow into an adult having not endowed them with any preparations of the harsh realities of this world. What a wickedness and vanity, just so that your children call you their best friend? Nooo sah...
"When the hen steps on the feet of her chicken, she does not mean to kill them"
Akan proverb.
In my experience, growing up til now, with my own youth... children who don't know about the possibility of them being smacked act wild as hell. I use that word, purposefully. They are wild. Nothing wrong with wilderness, but not for divine human conduct. Humans acting like wild animals is another abomination and it's cos these youths have no upbringing. It is yet another shirking of fundamental principle and rasponsibility.
More guidance! I love mi Mother Hen (stingy knuckle taps to the head, an all).
Lemme give unuhs joke... I remember once saying to my Mother that I was scared of her. Ye know what she replied... "good". Lol. Even at the time, I knew full well that I had learnt that nonsense from tv and white kids in school. I thought it was a method to make her ease up off me... I wasn't scared at all, but I thought if I told her I was, she might start to let me go roaming on street with people from my neighbourhood... or buy me name brand school bags... er, didn't happen.
This notion of the difference between fear and respect only really exists in Babylon culture and mentality... where InI can fear the machinations of the beast, but have no respect for her. I know that in my experience of Africaness, parental respect includes an element of fear, in the same way InI should respect, with fear as well as love, the Most High Selassie I.
My priyer is that my children will have a fearsome raspect for their Father, and myself.
The trick here in Babylon is that... if your youths do not FEAR you, more than they fear Babylon... Babylon will take them away. Whatever my teachers said didn't quake me like what my Momma had to say... and that shows the levels. I'm not in any confusion as to who it is that GREW me up to rise.
And I give thanks for Her... forIver and Iver and Iver.
Selassie I know.
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