This is too important for me not to mention.
The book states: "Give 10 licks at a time, more if the child resists. Be careful about using it in front of others — even at church; nosy neighbors might call social workers."
This is literally a how-to manual on how to abuse and beat your children.
OH MY GOD. Okay stop scrolling and look at me. My mother actually used this book. I am a victim of this piece of literary evil, and let me tell you, it has left me with some seriously deep scars. It got to the point that my brother and I couldn’t even laugh. Laughter was considered “foolishness” and we would literally be struck ten times for it if she heard it. Let me reiterate that.
We could not enjoy ourselves or even be happy without being beaten.
One of the “Christian” cult families introduced this to her and yes, it is basically condoning serious child abuse. I actually personally believe in corporal punishment and let me tell you, THIS IS NOT CORPORAL PUNISHMENT. It is heavy abuse and it’s evil, evil, evil. I’m going to go sign that petition, and so help me, if you know of someone using this book, call Child Protective services immediately. The children of that cult family are now actually being rehabilitated because they grew up like robots. It’s a sick fucking book, okay? Sick. Let’s get this thing banned before it ruins anymore lives.
I am the way I am today because of this hideous thing. I cry every time someone even gently reprimands me. I’m afraid of cutting up in public because I think someone is going to hit me. Worst of all: It taught me to tolerate abuse, that I deserved abuse, and that if someone abused me, I was clearly in the wrong. I can’t possibly begin to tell you how dangerous it has been for me. Thanks to people around me who were raised right, I am only now starting to learn to stand up for myself and that, no, I am not an idiot who deserves verbal, physical, emotional, or mental abuse. I am not just a child who will forever be subject to her power-hungry mother.
Most of all… Children are not animals. And really, who the fuck even treats an animal like that??? Please, if you reblog one thing from me, please let it be this. I don’t want anyone else to go through what I did.
People looking to put an end to these “Christian” child-rearing fatalities need to take into account Western Evangelicals’ highly subsidized agenda to adopt as many “orphans" as possible: "The ultimate purpose of human adoption by Christians is not to give orphans parents… It is to place them in a Christian home that they might be positioned to receive the gospel.”(Y’all are aware of the fact that Evangelicals co-founded the International Adoption Industry, right?)
This “Christian” parenting stresses obedience — “if you can’t obey your parents, how can you obey God?” And adoptees as a whole are pathologized as defiant, burgeoning psychopaths on account of our traumatic orphanhood. Not to mention that we often hail from “heathen,” “devil-worshipping,” “Third World” regions used as as missionary playgrounds to this day.
This is why of these known cases of children murdered by the Pearls’ “To Train Up a Child,” ALL of them are adoptees.
[TRIGGER WARNING: CHILD ABUSE, MURDER] Hana Williams, adopted from Ethiopia, beaten and killed at 13. Her adoptive brother Immanuel, also from Ethiopia, and also beaten, malnourished, and forced to sleep in the bathroom. Lydia Schatz, adopted from Liberia, beaten and killed at age 7. Sean Paddock, US adopted foster kid, beaten and killed at age 4. According to the prosecution at the Paddocks’ murder trial, Sean’s 9-year-old brother (also adopted) was beaten so badly he could barely walk.
While this book definitely needs to stop being sold, people should be aware that it and the Pearls are the tip of the iceberg:
Adoption is a billion+ business and that procures millions of children worldwide — as such, survivors of such “parenting techniques” are actually quite common, it’s just that you never hear from us because A) no one listens to adoptees who don’t toe the line of White Christian Savior narratives "but why aren’t you GRATEFUL?" and B) Even fellow POC accuse us of “Oppression Olympics” if we so much as summarize our survival. This may be the last time I talk about this on tumblr personally because I am SICK TO DEATH of bio spawn presuming to know our lives while completely fucking dismissing the dangers we face.
So yeah, co-signed: if you reblog just one thing from me, reblog this post, with hyperlinks intact.
"oh i guess they’re good now"
oh i guess you can go FUCK YOURSELF
#i’m so sick of people thinking they’re cool for not liking 1d like what is wrong with you #stop #because you’re not cool #you’re just pissing me off #they’re five talented guys #and sorry you do not like things that bring others jOY
Ahhhh yes the sweet smell of respect
Ahh, the sour stench of cultural elitism.
If you feel compelled to say that you’re #notashamed (or “confused and conflicted” or “quite embarrassed”) to like marketable music made by the most popular band in the world and chosen to be released because of its similarity to everything else on the radio, then congratulations, you are literally exactly like the millions of people you’ve been condescending to for three years. (And you were condescending because of who the fans were stereotyped to be, not for what the music itself was. 1D’s music has always had the harmonies and the driving bassline and whatever else it is you loved so much tonight. The only new addition is the banjo.)
You’re welcome! I’m Christine. (:
I’m currently undeclared. I’m trying to get a feel for other things, but… I think I may end up English Writing. Don’t worry too much about declaring—you’ll have time. I really enjoyed this semester, but I don’t think I’ll be taking it again, just because it’s so time consuming and I need to fill gen-eds. How do you like German? It always seemed like it would be really difficult to me. Aw, thank you! You’re such a sweetheart. Well, that sounds lovely. Enjoy that, too! I hope you’ve had a lovely few days. I’m nearly finished with this semester. (:
Zayn Malik → Saturday Night Live. (2012 Vs. 2013)