Zehner:
Lol.....Quite an interesting and funny piece. Truth be told the spanking we got from our parents then did help instill discipline. However parents these days do not encourage spanking as they are many ways to bring an arrant child to order.

nairalife2013:
Fear dong catch me o! Or in one of my maids' voice, fear have catch me upon this story o!
I cant spank my kids! I have tried but the little I do they weep all day and make thier little faces in unpleasant styles that attracts much pity from me so I stopped altogether. But my wife does. But thatz not enough, I suppose. Oh God help me! Oh my lovely kids! And they look So much like thier Mother and much like her! Thatz d worst undoing. They can cry!

nairalife2013:
Fear dong catch me o! Or in one of my maids' voice, fear have catch me upon this story o!
I cant spank my kids! I have tried but the little I do they weep all day and make thier little faces in unpleasant styles that attracts much pity from me so I stopped altogether. But my wife does. But thatz not enough, I suppose. Oh God help me! Oh my lovely kids! And they look So much like thier Mother and much like her! Thatz d worst undoing. They can cry!

delishpot:



You seem to love your wife so much. She is such a lucky woman. Howmany kids do you have if you dont mind me asking. From time to time I do spank mine but you are right about feeling a bit bad afterwards but one must kèep pressing on.

delishpot:



You seem to love your wife so much. She is such a lucky woman. Howmany kids do you have if you dont mind me asking. From time to time I do spank mine but you are right about feeling a bit bad afterwards but one must kèep pressing on.

delishpot:



You seem to love your wife so much. She is such a lucky woman. Howmany kids do you have if you dont mind me asking. From time to time I do spank mine but you are right about feeling a bit bad afterwards but one must kèep pressing on.

nairalife2013:
yep. I love my wife so much. One, she is very pretty and fair and has back n front axle and is 4wheel drive with average body and height. If u hav ever seen kim, then u are a lucky man - u have seen my wife! But she doesnt pose necked outside o, incase they ask u. She walkd round the house unclad tho till d kids started comin and she got really pissed claiming they hinder her from parading her mouthwatering wares to the full glare of her dickhappy chubby!!! My first kid was just abt a yr old when she stood at the lobby as I walk pass with careless abandon, clad in my tight pants with my macho bulge well visible in the morning cold, she looked at me with childish awe and enquired : dadi is dat yur own bumbum in yur own pampers!...

nairalife2013:
truth is, if u love yur wife so much, probably due to her beauty or obedience and respect or unconditional love for u, the affection will spill over to yur kids in ample supply. Sometimes more and more love is inspired by certain sacrifice put up or endured by the one loved. We all have our times and chances set differently by providence. I see my wife's face as I lift a cane to spank my kids... I quikly drop it back and rush to my room and cry.

delishpot:


Dont worry. You do not need a cane sef. Just spank the bombom with your hands and thats it.

Biola2610:
HOW SPANKING SAVED MY LIFE

A few days ago, I saw the picture of a lady in her thirties online and the caption written told that she was still missing. She had been missing for a couple of months. And a few days just before then I had seen yet again, the picture of a little boy that had made rounds on the internet for quite some time. He is still missing too.

Pictures like this make my heart skip a beat. It reminds me that many years ago, posters like those could have been circulated with my picture on them.

I grew up in a house where every child had her turn at being the ‘errand child’. At that stage of your life, you do the dishes after a meal; you are the one that goes to blend pepper, who goes to buy something urgently needed from the street mallam (neighborhood retailer). Sometimes it’s fun being the errand child but many times, it is not because you could be asked to go get something just when you are watching your favorite cartoon.

I remember, a certain day many years ago (my teenage years) when I was the chief errand girl. That beautiful day I had been asked to go and buy wheat bread from the eatery called Mr. Biggs. In those days, many bread vendors did not sell wheat bread like we now have, so we had to go a couple of meters away to buy it.

After buying the bread, I stood at the bus-stop which was just across the road opposite the eatery, I knew I was being lazy because I could actually walk down but I wanted to take a short bus ride instead. While I stood there waiting for the bus, a young man came to meet me and asked for directions to a particular address. As fate would have it, I happen to know the area he was trying to find but not the address itself. I told him he was on the wrong track because the place was the other side of town.

He started to look confused and went on to say how he was not familiar with Lagos and he had goods worth a huge sum to claim at the address. As best as I could, I described to him where he had to walk to and from there either get the right connecting bus or just take a cab. He pleaded with me nicely to make it easier by taking him there and he would compensate my effort and time with a gold wristwatch.

When I heard him say ‘gold wristwatch’ I quickly pictured myself flaunting it. I shall be a proud owner of a gold wristwatch at that young age, waoh! Mummy’s ‘shakara’ will end! Because she just never lets us go near her valuable jewelries. Besides, the place is not so far so I could quickly go and still return in good time with the bread.

As a smart girl, I contained my excitement and didn’t let the man see through me, but just as I was going to decide on whether to take him there or not, another man who had been standing just nearby chose not to mind his business and intruded by saying ´´sister, help him´´. I had to give him the ‘why don’t you mind your business’ look.

You know, when God wants to save your ass, it’s in a way you least expect it. Just as I was going to finally decide to take him there, I remembered the two loooong koboko (canes) behind my mother’s bed!

Those two things can reset anything that requires resetting in the life of a child. The fear of what those sticks can do is what makes you behave, not even the spanking itself. How do I explain how I got the wristwatch when I am fully aware that even people she knows well, there is a limit to which we must accept gifts from them? Infact, if her younger sister, my aunt, should give us anything in her absence we dare not eat or use it till she permits us to do so. How then do I explain collecting a wristwatch…no, a GOLD wristwatch from a stranger?! The beating will be on earth but I am sure I shall feel the pain in heaven.

And so, the fear of koboko made me tell the man to help himself. Just at that moment, a bus arrived and I left immediately. Would you believe that I looked back and saw both men talking to each other in a manner one could tell that they were familiar with each other!

Later that night, when mom got back home from work I confidently told her what had transpired earlier in the day when I went to buy daddy’s wheat bread…after all, I didn’t collect the wristwatch so the gist will be sweet. I had not even finished when she screamed ´´ha! awon gbomogbomo!´´ meaning ha! Kidnappers!

I was puzzled at her exclamation, and she started saying how there had been lots of stories in the news of missing persons and people who had been hypnotized and duped. In short, we had a family meeting that night and got new instructions;

if anyone talks to you do not answer, if anyone asks you for description to any address start running and scream ´´e gbami o! gbomogbomo!(help me! kidnapper!).

Personally, I felt my mom was just being dramatic until a few weeks later I was going to my aunt’s house and while I stood at the bus-stop again, waiting for a connecting bus, I heard a soft voice ´´ fine girl…´´.

When you are a target, you will definitely be fine!

Anyway, I didn’t turn because I thought it was a cheap toaster. Besides playing hard to get, I was not even in the mood because I had stood there for a while under the scorching sun and no bus seemed to be forthcoming. The voice came again, “fine girl, it’s you I am talking to´´.

Angrily, I was responding and turning my head in his direction “is it not obvious I am igno….´´ I couldn’t finish the sentence because standing there was the same man who had asked me for description a few weeks ago about 6 kilometers away from where we now stood! He wanted to do the same thing here but apparently didn’t recognize me.

´´ It is you this man again?! E gbami o! Gbomogbomo!´´ I started shouting remembering my mom’s instruction. I didn’t have to say it a second time before the man vanished. The painful part was that it happened so fast that by the time people turned in my direction, he had disappeared and I stood there like Little Miss Foolish.

You would however agree with me that feeling foolish is nothing compared to being kidnapped. If I had not remembered the pains of spanking, maybe someone else would be writing this post about me because if those men had succeeded that first time, who knows what could have become of me? I might not have even been killed with my body parts removed. I could have been hypnotized and robbed.

Not everyone has been that lucky.

This isn’t to say I am encouraging parents to spank their kids just to teach them these same lessons of being careful with strangers, but I am of the opinion that however you choose to do it, ensure your kids know not to trust strangers.

My heart goes out to everyone who might have lost a friend, brother, sister, uncle, aunty, child or even parent to these wicked people.

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nairalife2013:
Fear dong catch me o! Or in one of my maids' voice, fear have catch me upon this story o!
I cant spank my kids! I have tried but the little I do they weep all day and make thier little faces in unpleasant styles that attracts much pity from me so I stopped altogether. But my wife does. But thatz not enough, I suppose. Oh God help me! Oh my lovely kids! And they look So much like thier Mother and much like her! Thatz d worst undoing. They can cry!

nairalife2013:
Fear dong catch me o! Or in one of my maids' voice, fear have catch me upon this story o!
I cant spank my kids! I have tried but the little I do they weep all day and make thier little faces in unpleasant styles that attracts much pity from me so I stopped altogether. But my wife does. But thatz not enough, I suppose. Oh God help me! Oh my lovely kids! And they look So much like thier Mother and much like her! Thatz d worst undoing. They can cry!

wadetaw202:


It is RIGHT for parents to spank their kids. I mean very right. It is in the best interest of the child