This one time, I remember seeing a box of cereal that had candy inside and I knew I just had to have it. I begged my mother for it but she said firmly: “No – we are not buying that. It has too much sugar – it’s not real food.” I was desperate so I grabbed a box and threw it into the trolley anyway. My mother took it out, put it on the shelf, and gave me a look as if to say ‘do not dare do that again’.
I was bored, my feet hurt and I was now frustrated that I couldn’t have what I wanted. So I whined and grabbed the box of cereal and threw it hard on the floor. I was about to go and grab another one, still whining, when suddenly I felt my wrist being grabbed and a hard swat land on my bottom. Another soon followed and I was so startled by the impact that I went silent.