Inspired by this other question about parents educating their children
About 35 years ago at age 13 I was seriously beathen by my father for refusing to go to Church with my parents. I had lost my Catholic faith and wouldn’t pretend any longer – I decided I was an atheist (I still am). I got my way because my dad understood the only way to get me there was beating me to the ground and dragging me.
It was the last time he ever hit me, and I suppose it had useful lessons for us both. I learned there were limits to his violence, and we both learned that I had sufficient stubborness to make it through his rage without being intimidated enough to cave.
I’m curous how others of you have dealt (more rationally than this, I hope) with the situation. Stories of conversion to another faith are equally welcome. I’m sure my dad would have swung just as hard if I told him I was going to a synagog.