Cornered

I was evidently a naughty little kid, because I spent an awful lot of time sitting in the corner. I had a little red chair that got utilized nearly every day. My mother was using this tactic years before the Supernanny came along. I was 3 or 4 years old during World War II and the Japanese were our enemies. One day I was angry at my mom and tried to think of the nastiest thing I could say, so I called her a "dirty Jap". Well, that did the trick! She still remembered it 60 years later and related the story to my husband. Sorry Mother....