Can we ever forget ?

Watching my three year old niece grow up reminds me a lot of my childhood. Not just memories of prancing around and how good it felt to be thrown high up in the air – but also memories of a familiar pattern of parenting.

When it comes to dealing with a naughty child, I was quite amazed at the similarity of parenting that my brother showed to those used by my father years ago.

While a tough parent always made us pledge that we would never be like that, in retrospect I truly admire the tricks and techniques my parents used to bring me up.

The truth is, while we may take years to ‘forgive’ all the ‘injustices’ :), we can never forget just how fine everything turned out.

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