I was smacked 4 times in my life.
Once, for disobeying my mother and nearly running into a busy road.
Once, for acting up in church. I was not taken to church at all till I was 4, b/c my parents felt young children shouldn't go until they could show respect for God. Well, I started grousing b/c another child was playing with toys in Church and was warned to stop or be spanked.
I got spanked.
Another time, for backtalking to my mother re: cleaning out my cupboard. I was 8.
Final time when I ws 10. I was arguing w/my sister and handwashing a skirt in the basin. My father hated shouting and fighting, so he came down the hall and said, 'Take it to your room, I don't want to hear it.' W/o thinking, I threw the wet garment at him and snapped, 'You shut up.'
I feel I deserved those times.
We were brought up by loving parents. But love also meant discipline.
No back talking your parents or adult relatives/teachers/etc., no disobedience w/regards to personal safety and respect for God.