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Thursday, 15 March 2018
Think I'm moving...
I think I might move to Malaysia - the corner shops have much more interesting products for sale...
And with prices equivalent to around £5.50 or less, they look like bargains as well. They seem to need to stock a lot of them.
3 comments:
jo kitten
said...
Most interesting to just seem them openly displayed in a matter of fact way.
Tickle-tail for disobedient daughters over the years; in Atlanta, Kuala Lumpur, Singapore, Lagos & Tokyo !
Oh my ! Those lovely, cute lil' canes, James. I am sure used to those, already! What a wonderful sight that is. Why, I've had many a discussion about those lil' rattan bottom smackers with those wonderful moms of Atlanta, my Church friends etc...including mothers who emigrated to Atlanta form Malaysia, Nigeria, Singapore. In those countries these canes shown here were a natural part of family values, same in Georgia St. But the strap or paddle gotten used more typically across USA, James.
Oh my ! Those lovely lil' whippy-thin, stingy canes: designed for the unprotected, bare botty too, sadly! Not meant to sting through dresses, shorts or panties...as my own two daughters (now grow up) will ruefully recall from their childhoods, James. And my lovely lil' sister (approaching age 60 ha-ha) & me still recount the sting of the "hornets nest" cane upon our own tender, bare young bums from mom; growing up in a loving, Christian family setting. Taught us right from wrong. Felt like your botty was being skinned alive, but was just normal, loving, tickle-tail, as needed.
I was always fair but equally fierce & kind when a spanking gotten required for our daughters in the 80s/90s. My hubby chose not to discipline our girls. So I brook no half-measures as the bad-cop mommy...who incidentally worked very hard, full-time in a big corporation to bring home our financial support! I was no-nonsense at home.
If my two, young girls gotten me real mad by fighting, lying or showed bad attitude, I gave fair warnings. But a whole bunch of times, I had to fetch my lil' medicinal cane & promptly met my daughters in the living room.
The punishment was harsh & simple: down came two pairs of lil' cotton knickers to knees, up came two dresses; and as I allowed the rattan to dance liberally over their fairest, sensitive-skinned, rapidly-reddening, bare backsides, I ignored all screams & squawks. It was loving maternal chastisement that most other moms administered as our duty of care. They had to bend over the sofa, one by one. Youngest first.
Oh my ! In no time at all, James, I gotten two very sorry, very obedient, lil' goody two-shoes, blubbering daughters. They were transformed into two lil' angels as good as gold James. Perfect. A well-smacked bottom for both.
I then gotten on with the busy day, all calm & cathartic. Not sure the naughty step would have worked so well, James. Sadly my girls never gotten to find out. The cane smacking a bare botty was the only penalty for misbehaviour in my book. Same as for myself as a child in the 1960s ! Harmless & salutary. Southern life in essence. Brenda xx
And with prices equivalent to around £5.50 or less, they look like bargains as well. They seem to need to stock a lot of them.
3 comments:
Most interesting to just seem them openly displayed in a matter of fact way.
Used to be like in England. I remember an ironmonger (hardware) shop selling canes.
Old Tom
Tickle-tail for disobedient daughters over the years; in Atlanta, Kuala Lumpur, Singapore, Lagos & Tokyo !
Oh my ! Those lovely, cute lil' canes, James. I am sure used to those, already!
What a wonderful sight that is. Why, I've had many a discussion about those lil' rattan bottom smackers with those wonderful moms of Atlanta, my Church friends etc...including mothers who emigrated to Atlanta form Malaysia, Nigeria, Singapore. In those countries these canes shown here were a natural part of family values, same in Georgia St. But the strap or paddle gotten used more typically across USA, James.
Oh my ! Those lovely lil' whippy-thin, stingy canes: designed for the unprotected, bare botty too, sadly! Not meant to sting through dresses, shorts or panties...as my own two daughters (now grow up) will ruefully recall from their childhoods, James. And my lovely lil' sister (approaching age 60 ha-ha) & me still recount the sting of the "hornets nest" cane upon our own tender, bare young bums from mom; growing up in a loving, Christian family setting. Taught us right from wrong. Felt like your botty was being skinned alive, but was just normal, loving, tickle-tail, as needed.
I was always fair but equally fierce & kind when a spanking gotten required for our daughters in the 80s/90s. My hubby chose not to discipline our girls. So I brook no half-measures as the bad-cop mommy...who incidentally worked very hard, full-time in a big corporation to bring home our financial support! I was no-nonsense at home.
If my two, young girls gotten me real mad by fighting, lying or showed bad attitude, I gave fair warnings. But a whole bunch of times, I had to fetch my lil' medicinal cane & promptly met my daughters in the living room.
The punishment was harsh & simple: down came two pairs of lil' cotton knickers to knees, up came two dresses; and as I allowed the rattan to dance liberally over their fairest, sensitive-skinned, rapidly-reddening, bare backsides, I ignored all screams & squawks. It was loving maternal chastisement that most other moms administered as our duty of care. They had to bend over the sofa, one by one. Youngest first.
Oh my ! In no time at all, James, I gotten two very sorry, very obedient, lil' goody two-shoes, blubbering daughters. They were transformed into two lil' angels as good as gold James. Perfect. A well-smacked bottom for both.
I then gotten on with the busy day, all calm & cathartic. Not sure the naughty step would have worked so well, James. Sadly my girls never gotten to find out. The cane smacking a bare botty was the only penalty for misbehaviour in my book. Same as for myself as a child in the 1960s ! Harmless & salutary. Southern life in essence.
Brenda xx
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