I've debated on answering, because I don't have kids, and from reading the Community Board there is a, "times are different now." I have had conversations with a friend, about why her kids don't listen to them, and she her and her friends would never talk back to their parents like her kids.
I asked her flat out, "What would happen to you if you did?" CONSEQUENCES. Really. Bad. Consequences. "What happens to your kid?" Nothing significant.
I remember when I was in 4th grade, I had a really hard time adjusting to school. We had moved so I was in a new school, with a much harder curriculum. I went from having no homework in 3rd grade, to a ton of required homework in 4th grade. Math problems, weekly workbook with spelling, writing, reading, etc. And to top it off, I missed 2 weeks in the first month because my Mom took me to my Grandma's house to help her deal with stuff after my Grandpa passed away 3 months earlier. So I struggled adjusting to it all.
I remember at first, my Dad would go over everything, and make sure it was done right. He told me, with the workbook that had 5 or 6 things that had to be done by Friday, I should do one a day, instead of leaving it all to the last minute. I should work on it right when I got home, so then I could play the rest of the night. But eventually, he let me fail. If I didn't get my work done on time, I would have to deal with the consequences. Red ink in the workbook, scolding from the teacher. And since I got a bad grade at school, there were consequences at home.
The quickest way to lose something was to vocalize wanting to do it over what I was supposed to be doing. The dog would have been taken outside, and I would be in a room on the opposite side of the house, where I couldn't see or hear her. If I continued, I have no doubt that my Dad would have taken the dog to our friend's house in the country for awhile (where she would go when we were on vacation). She loved it there, and it would be a vacation for her, but I would not be happy about it. I was told, "Everyone has a job, they don't want to do but have to." Mine was school/homework, if I didn't want it to be school, well they would find something else for me to do (never pleasant). And all the time reminding me, that if I didn't like what was happening, all I had to do was make better choices. It was all in MY hands. If I needed help, "You have a mouth, and I know you know how to use it. Don't expect me to ask you more than once if you need help and is your homework done." Aside, from the first month or two of 4th grade, I don't ever remember my parents regularly sitting with me for homework. They would look at already graded assignments, and if there was a problem, then they would work with me. If I didn't do homework right away, and there was a tv show on that I wanted to watch...too bad, so sad. And we didn't have a VCR, so I knew there was "no watching it later." And no staying up late to finish. If I didn't, back to the red ink in school, and consequences for getting a bad grade in school.
Getting "my way," simply became too costly. And even in 4th grade, I figured it out. I'm sure, for my parents it was not a pleasant thing to do, I was really good at pushing my Dad's buttons. But I do know that by the time I was in middle school, I had really good work habits. To the point, where I would really work during "in class work time," instead of whispering with friends, to make sure I didn't have homework to take home, and I could just go home and do what I wanted.