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Worst punishment when you were a kid

The worst was the time I wouldn't stop saying "poopy." (Terrible, I know.):rolleyes:
My mom had me bite down on a bar of soap. I, however, bit down and then pulled back. I had a huge glob of ivory soap behind my top teeth. :crazy2:
No last names but is your first name Jeffrey? (Pardon if you're a girl, I don't know.) This is just the exact story of a co-worker of my mum's ages ago. Her little boy kept saying poopy and she made him suck on soap. Just amazing that it's the exact same word.

Worst punishment for me was to go to school. So, I got punished on a daily basis.
 
The Paddle....My Dad was a Principal and Mom was a Teacher. Both could swing the wood like Pros. However, Dad was famous for putting your head in a corner so you couldn't jump forward.
 
Who me? I was an angel. :angel: No, seriously, I hardly ever go in trouble. Some spankings when I was little and was grounded a couple times in elementary school.

But the one that really stuck with me.... public shaming. My crime? I wanted a doll. Flashback to '92/'93. Aladdin had just come out and I was obsessed! We were in K-Mart and I told my dad that I wanted a doll of Jasmine. He replied with, "Aw, does the widdle baby want a baby toy?" in the most condescending, mocking baby voice. I was humiliated beyond belief, but it it didn't make me want the doll any less. :rotfl2:I was 11 when this happened. My dad saw me as a teenager tough and was humiliated that his "teenage" daughter still wanted a doll. :rolleyes: He was pushing me to pack up all my toys because I was "going to be in middle school soon" and I needed to "start acting like a teenager". :confused:

Let's just say my teen years was a punishment because I never gave up my toys! :crazy:

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The only punishment that ever really got to me at all was when my parents would threaten not to let me go to camp in the summer. They didn't do it very often, but the threat was enough, and it always worked to get them instant compliance. Getting away from them for 2 weeks was the highlight of my year.
 
None for me cause I am a snowflake. But for DB hot wheel strip! He was the black sheep I am amazed he is alive the stunts he would/does pull. I do believe he is alive today cause his wife. A saint I tell ya!
 
One time my sister and I were horsing around instead of cleaning our room so my mother made us bring all our toys out to be thrown away. We ended up getting most of them back, my mother said she used it as an opportunity to get rid of the broken toys & the ones with missing pieces, but it left an impression.

We refer to that as "the march of tears" since we were bawling while we walked back and forth from our room to the front door. haha!
 


They canceled my sweet 16 party because I came home 10 minutes late.


I also got grounded a day a minute every time I was late. And if I got a C on my report card I was grounded until the next report came out. And we're talking grounded. Nothing but school and breathing allowed ;)
 
The one I still talk about is the 3 years of no nintendo or video games. My mother was firm in sticking to her punishments no matter how ridiculous they seemed. My brothers and I were playing ball in the house and broke the one thing my mother ever bought for herself. It was a nice china tea set she had on display and we broke one of the cups. You couldn't even buy a replacement any more because they had been discontinued plus no way us kids were going to make 200-300 bucks to replace that single cup. I remember her turning red, crying softly, and then just saying no video games for 3 years. The nintendo stayed locked in her closet that entire time.
 
One time, Mom kicked me out of the car 1/2 mile from the house & told me to run home. Then, she drove behind me honking the horn and yelling "FASTER" out the window. Yeah, she was pretty steamed.

Do you remember what transgression of yours merited such punishment?

Once when I was about 14 and was being a typical teenaged brat, my parents told me to walk home from the store we were at, about a mile away. It didn't faze me a bit. I started walking, and about a quarter mile down the road they stopped to pick me up. I probably got some further punishment when we arrived home.

About 17 I was grounded for reasons I don't remember and couldn't go to an All-Important Party at someone's house.
 
Do you remember what transgression of yours merited such punishment?

Once when I was about 14 and was being a typical teenaged brat, my parents told me to walk home from the store we were at, about a mile away. It didn't faze me a bit. I started walking, and about a quarter mile down the road they stopped to pick me up. I probably got some further punishment when we arrived home.

About 17 I was grounded for reasons I don't remember and couldn't go to an All-Important Party at someone's house.


We were car pooling home from band practice, mom driving with several of my friends in the car. Was after 8:00 and we all had a BIG test the next day. On the way home, Mom stopped to check in on my grandma who had had a doctors appointment earlier that day. They found a little spot of skin cancer & Grandma was very concerned. So, Mom hung out for almost an hour comforting her, leaving us trapped in the car. We were only 4 miles from home at this point, so she could have easily run us all home & then come back to Grandma's by herself (Grandpa was also there, and my aunt lived next door, so it wasn't like Grandma was alone). Anyway, we got impatient & honked the horn several times, and eventually I came inside to try to hurry her along.

So, Mom was steamed. I'm not sure I ever apologized as I didn't see eye to eye with her even after I knew what the holdup was.

Grandma's cancer ended up being a non-event (minor outpatient thing) and she passed 18 years later at 90, not of cancer.
 
I thought of something else. Not really a punishment by it made a huge impression on me.

One day my mom and I were in a big fight. This rarely happened because I had four brothers and it was us against them and dad.;) Anyhow, I said some pretty nasty teenage things to her, slammed the door and went outside. Well my father followed me out. He then slapped me across the face (he had never done that). Then he said, "don't ever speak to my wife that way again.) At that point I realized their relationship was more important than my tantrum.
 
No last names but is your first name Jeffrey? (Pardon if you're a girl, I don't know.) This is just the exact story of a co-worker of my mum's ages ago. Her little boy kept saying poopy and she made him suck on soap. Just amazing that it's the exact same word.

Worst punishment for me was to go to school. So, I got punished on a daily basis.
:rotfl: Nope. I'm not Jeffrey. I am a girl. And I never said poopy over and over again like that again!
 
My grandfather used to make me drink milk. Not so bad for most kids, but I loathe- to this day- drinking plain milk, and he was of the generation that insisted that milk must be served, at the very least, at dinner. I would delay, it would turn warm, and that made it all the more disgusting. I have such vivid, awful memories of gagging while I tried to get it down my throat without vomiting. It wasn't a punishment for any wrong-doing on my part, but it was a punishment nonetheless.
 
When I was about 8, my father had warned me to stop saying OMG because it was disrespectful. It was a hard habit to break, but I was trying. Then one day I was flushing something (a dead pet fish I think) down the toilet and I said "All gone!" My father heard me, thought I said "Oh, God" and called me into his office. He ignored my pleas of innocence and said "Do you know how the nuns used to punish us?" Then he had me hold out my hand and whacked me across the knuckles with a pencil...that hurts! I still hold a grudge about that since I hadn't even done anything wrong!
 
I found my mom's hiding place for my Christmas gifts one year- I opened them all, saw what I got, then closed them up again. I'm sure I did a sloppy job, and when she went to put the presents under the tree, she discovered what I had done. She only put out one or 2 of the gifts- the ones she had made and couldn't return to a store.

On Christmas morning, I opened the very few gifts I had and looked around for the rest. Mom then informed me that I wouldn't be getting anything else since I snooped. She returned the rest of the gifts in the next few days. That was a really sad Christmas for me, but I never tried to peek again!

Wow. That's an extreme reaction.

Thankfully, my parents didn't believe in spanking us kids. My worst punishment was being grounded to my room for two weeks. During that time, my dad was planning on doing some major yard work and I offered to help him. After we were finished, I was shocked when he told me that I wasn't grounded anymore because I did something nice for someone and didn't ask for anything in return. One time I borrowed one of my dad's books and accidentally ripped the cover. He made me buy him a new one. I learned a lot from my parents about how to treat others and I appreciate that they taught me things instead of just hitting me.
 
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My parents were masters at tailoring punishments to the child being punished.

They made my brother write essays. Forty years on, we still reminisce about the "playing with fire" essay.

Likewise, when we bickered about who would sort the kids' laundry and my mom put it out on the curb with the trash? Yeah, that got my sister's attention.

I didn't get in trouble often, but my dad likes to say that the best way to punish my homebody introverted self was to make me go outside and play.
 
I would of much rather had a spanking from my Dad than get chewed out by my Mom, I saw her chew out the contractor building our house one day, I felt so bad for him...
 

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