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>I did read your response sweetie, and thank you. Here >is a repost of sorts so other's can read what I >previously posted. > >As I previously said, We had a series of severe >weather last February that caused tornadoes, flash >floods and severe storms from the midwest all the way >across the southern States. We were fortunate here as >far as tornadoes were concerned, but we had tree >damage and some serious flash flooding. The creek in >the local park was seriously flooded and looked more >like a raging river than a gentle creek. The city had >posted signs to stay out of the water. We has a break >in the storms and we had some unseasonably warm >weather for that time of year, so the kids had the >chance to enjoy some outdoor play time. > >I had literally heard a news report a couple of days >before about a boy crossing a ditch in Kentucky that >was flooded and drowning so I gave my kids a stern >warning about that flooded creek. I was fixing dinner >and my daughter came running in and told me that Brian >and one of his friends were in the creek. I panicked >and turned off the stove, put on my shoes and took off >out the door. Seeing my baby boy (ok he was nine) out >in the water scared me half to death. I got to the >park and screamed at him and his Jamal to get out of >the water which was rushing pretty fast and up to >their waists where they were standing. As they started >for the shore, he slipped and went under. It hit me I >could lose my baby boy and I panicked, kicked my shoes >off and ran out into the creek. Fortunately he found >his footing and came up to the surface. I grabbed >both boys and pulling them back to the shore. I was so >upset with both boys, I was screaming at both of them >and grabbed my son, yanked his pants down right there >in the park and wore his bare butt out. After I >spanked him I did the same to his friend. I was >hysterical and yelling at the boys while they rubbed >their bare bottoms and were crying. While I yelled at >them, I heard a voice behind me saying, "Miss Sonya?" >I turned and saw Ms. Fran, other boy's Momma standing >with a shocked look on her face. I realized I had just >spanked her without having permission and began >apologizing to her. > >Instead of being angry with me for spanking her son, >she came up arms put her arms around me told me it was >ok she had seen what happened. She thanked me for >getting her son out of the water and was grateful I >had gotten him out and wasn't upset at all that I >spanked him. She walked me over to one of the picnic >and had me sit while she sat beside me with her arm >around me trying to calm me down. She gave my daughter >some money and got me a Pepsi out of the vending >machine as she sat with me. While she was talking with >me, she gave both boys a serious scolding about being >so foolish and risking their lives then she gave them >both a hard slap on the seat of their wet pants. Then >she gave Jamal a second swat and him home telling him >he was gonna get a whoopin' when she gets back to the >house. She talked with me for a few more minutes to >make sure I was ok. I had finally started to calm down >a little. Then she told Amie-Lynn and Brian, Y'all >take your Momma home. Then gave my son another smack >on his pants and said, "You better behave yourself >Little Man, you don't want Miss Fran getting ahold of >you." Then she hugged me again and When we got home. > >When we got back to the house, I made Brian get >undressed at the door and take his clothes to the >laundry room. As he started downstairs, I could see >how red his little butt still was. When he came back >up, I gave him one more smack on his naked butt and I >told him to go take a bath, telling him when he >finished to stay in his room till his Daddy got home. >I went back to cooking dinner. Then I realized, I was >still in wet clothes, barefoot and my feet and legs >covered with dried mud. I left my shoes in the park by >the creek because I was so upset. My daughter offered >to go get them, but I wasn't sure where they were so I >told her I'd go. I got cleaned up and changed and then >was getting ready to walk back to the park when Miss >Fran came to the door with my shoes. Her son had left >his shoes out there and she found mine and brought >them to me. Bless her heart. We talked for a few >minutes and I apologized for spanking Jamal. She said, >"Ms. Sonya, you got nothing to be sorry for and I >assure you when I got home, that little boy got his >bare behind whooped good, and his daddy's gonna get >ahold of him too. Then said, as far as you spanking >him is concerned. Anytime he's here and you see him >actin' a fool, you got my permission to bust his >little butt. She and I have gotten to be good friends >since that day. > >When Mark got home from work I told him what happened. >He had a serious discussion with Brian that ended with >a trip over his knee and getting his bare bottom >spanked again. Along with the threat of the belt, if >he ever pulled a stunt like that again. > >I still get a chill down my spine when I think about >that day. > >Thanks for allowing me to repost this Sarah.

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