My father worked in the oil industry, and for basically six years our family was seconded to Norway. We went to school there and it was a great experience, although the rota with my father, often spending up to two weeks at a time on the rigs in the North Sea troubleshooting some problem or another, led to a rather disrupted family routine. However, the secondment was going to come to an end and we were going to return to Texas. For me that was complicated as I was nearly finished school. Do I stay in Norway and probably go to a Norwegian University, or do I return to the US, complete school there and attend a state university at home? We were going to spend nearly a year living with them, until mum and dad moved back the following summer. During the summer we moved across and settled in. I was taught to drive and got a fairly run down car of my own to get me around, and take my sister and I to school. Before my parents left to return to Norway, a week or so before school started, my mother warned us to behave and that the three grandparents would have discretion to apply any discipline they felt necessary.
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As my partner can attest to, one of the things that have stuck with me from growing up in the Deep South is my reliance on idiomatic Southern expressions. Somehow, the expectation was that we were all supposed to laugh. Eventually, I did learn to laugh about being spanked. I turned into one of those teenagers that swapped spanking horror stories at camp, and I was proud of the fact that I had a doozy that was the ultimate one-upping story. It never occurred to me that I was probably sitting next to someone that had five thousand versions of my story, every single one much worse. I grew up, and I turned into a young adult that was proud of being spanked.
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