That's quite possible, but being on the receiving end of such abuse allows you to see why it's wrong.
I've never been smacked since I was five, when my mother chased me around the shop, found me behind a maniken and took me across her knee. It wasn't until I was crying that she realised several tens of people were staring at her through a shop window. She never once raised her hands to me again. My dad has never layed a finger on me since the same day, when he was disguisted at the handprint that he had left on me.
I respect them more for teaching me, rather than assaulting me.
I've never been smacked since I was five, when my mother chased me around the shop, found me behind a maniken and took me across her knee. It wasn't until I was crying that she realised several tens of people were staring at her through a shop window. She never once raised her hands to me again. My dad has never layed a finger on me since the same day, when he was disguisted at the handprint that he had left on me.
I respect them more for teaching me, rather than assaulting me.