Also, acceptance of discipline is a strange concept. Kids, even adults, never ACCEPT discipline. It is forced down their throats. Did I ACCEPT it when I was grounded, or forced to stay hours after school doing work details? Hell no, I endured it because I was forced on me, even if I knew deep down that I deserved it (I usually did). It takes a mature person to really accept discipline. Even today, the only "discipline" I really accept is a penalty that I don't really care about (like a traffic fine). Of course, I'm not getting disciplined much these days, but when I do, I still have the same rebellious reaction.
It is only later that people learn to appreciate the discipline they received as kids.
I think this is an excellent observation. I hated every moment of "correction" my parents gave me, but looking back on it
now, I'm very glad they did.