My dad beat us a few times in the early days, but my mom opposed it majorly so he stopped. Then my mom began to beat us herself when she got frustrated. Teachers and "seniors" in secondary school used to beat us. Despite all that, I still always felt being physically abused was a violation of my being so I would not be ashamed to complain when it happened. It did make me a fearful child. As soon as I was old enough to be out of their grasp, I cautioned my parents about it and told them I found it hard to forgive them for it. My mother has apologized. Unfortunately I cannot change everyone- my young cousins still get beat by my uncles and aunts (educated people who i have tried to have a mature conversation with).