You don't know what a good thrashing is unless you went to an English boarding school before they outlawed physical punishments. Those days if you were seen fighting any where in school they would let you fight then you get called up to the headmaster's office and you'd get a few good ones on your butt. You run, flinch or so much as stare or give a dirty look and your backside will look like a body of a zebra.
My parents, well they never hit any of us because they were too busy with their careers and preferred outsourcing discipling to schools, nannies and in my case the boarding school. Admittedly did get it a few times from my mum, I think I was 9 the last time I got it from her for saying **** you to one neighbour kid. I didn't know what fornication was at that time and neither did I know that word meant that LOL... but damn the cane did hurt like hell.
Now I've had 4 kids and the eldest is now 19, I never quite believed in outsourcing their upbringing to others though my missus stayed home with them much of their younger days while I had to travel a fair bit for work. I'm quite proud of myself that none of them can ever remember me yelling at them as I don't think yelling or shouting at my kids is a good way to teach or discipline them. Hit them? I've never raised my hands on them and neither has my missus. I never quite followed much of the Asian style of parenting, preferring to follow a more Scandinavian approach and I have never forced my kids to do anything they didn't want when it came to academics though I encourage them a lot.