Switch Hitter

We were visiting some friends at base housing, when Mom forbid me to go explore the caves below the field. Instead of listening to her — I rushed off to the caves that were located below the base’s ball field.

When I finally came back up the hillside, I heard Mom hollering for me. I could see her standing at the edge of the upper level housing looking down at me.

Busted!

As fast as I could I ran towards the road leading up to where she was, hoping to avoid her and whatever punishment she had planned for me. However Mom surprised me and started down the hill towards me.

Before I knew it, she had a switch in hand and a hold of my left shoulder. She proceeded whacking me on the butt and upper legs as we continued up the hill towards the housing units.

Needless to say that switch hurt even though I was wearing jeans. I think the most embarrassing thing about the whipping was the fact that I cried in front of my friends.

Now days a butt-blistering like that can’t be given without someone crying abuse.