I have come to realize and thank whomever(maybe God...lol) for not raising my children into such a cult.
I'm sorry, he is a horrible, rotten brat from the dark pits of HELL! Annoyingly screams all the time, his usual punishment is spanking(or beat as my sister calls it) - I avoid this because, 1) It's not my child. 2) Spanking isn't the answer. 3) I would be running around and screaming every chance I got. Sitting in a Kingdom Hall for endless hours trying to be quiet would make any child overly active.
My children may have their "moments" but nothing like this. Sadly, this bad behavior is somewhat rubbing off onto my son, but this afternoon I've put a stop to that. Since I don't spank him, and taking a timeout has done nothing, I found hard labor works wonderfully. If he acts up, Auntie Brookie has a mop and a broom for him and more!!!!
Anyway, this morning after his "scream" attack - I sat down with him and reasoned as to why we shouldn't scream, then I gave him examples when to scream. Scared or alerting someone for help, are "OK" times. Then he says, " When Satan comes, then I will scream for help." Nauseously I shuddered, thinking back to my childhood, being frightened by Armageddon, having an atrocious death awaiting for me. I looked at him and smiled " Honey, Satan isn't coming and he never will" Peaceful moment came over him, he smiled while looking at my lights in my sitting room, " You know Christmas is Pagan and Bad" he stated. This struck a nerve, since I have been watching him all weekend. I bluntly said, "You're Mother is Pagan" I just might get a call later on.
I feel sorry for him, he'll never have a normal childhood, but I am thankful that he'll always have me. If he ever leaves the cult, or gets kicked out for not living up to God's standards, he'll have me - anytime. In someway he is lucky to know that.
Poor JW kids. Sad isn't it?