When I was about 8 I started a fire in the middle of a dry farmer's feild. The fire ended up burning off about an acre of dry grass, that was all, because everyone in the community was out with brooms and blankets and the local fire department hosing down the nearby, very dry bush. I was whooped but good with a belt, but moe memorable than that was the walk I took to see the damage, the stories I was made to listen to of people being terrified of the fire hitting the woods, and reaching their homes, and how deeply it was impressed on me how nearly avoided disaster was.
Never lit a fire outside of a fireplace or pit again.
2006-09-05 14:06:37
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answered by n_of49p 3
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The most remembered punishment i got was being told by my mother that she wished I wasnt born.There has been nothing to compare to that in my life.
2006-09-05 14:03:56
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answered by Anonymous
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Telling my mom I couldn't stand her only to have my dad run out of his room, tackle me to the ground, beat my butt until I was bruised, drag me accross the carpet by my neck, throw me into the corner, hold my face into the corner while he screamed at me, and make me stand there for an hour before he sat me down to an hour long talk about how my mom's mother was dead and mine would die too some day and I would regret what I said.
I was thirteen then and haven't said that to my mom's face since.
2006-09-05 14:19:06
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answered by Anonymous
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The thing I remember in general was my father getting a look of rage, teeth bared and clenched, and the way he'd yank his belt out of his pants and snap it so it would make a loud sound. And then he'd use it on me. It was very frightening, especially to a young child.
2006-09-05 14:10:51
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answered by IrritableMom 4
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When I was in preschool one of the kids did something bad and the teacher had the little boy lay face down on the floor and then made the rest of us line up and walk on his back. I wouldn't do it. I think we must have all gone home and told our parents. I know she isn't teaching anymore, but if this happened in this day and age, I wonder if there would've been any jail time. I still want to find her and make her pay for therapy...
2006-09-05 14:02:21
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answered by pagangirl26 2
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My friend and I were playing monkey bars on this big, expensive shelving unit my parents had just installed in our garage. After several minutes, it gave way and collapsed on top of us. We both ran like the devil, but I got caught.
My dad told me to go get my own switch from the tree in our front yard, and if I picked a raggedy brittle one, I was going to get spanked that much worse.
So, I basically got my butt WHOOPED real d*a*m*n hard.
Quite memorable.
2006-09-05 13:59:49
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answered by Anonymous
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I remember 2, getting my butt beat for being 1 minute late and haveing to eat 30 carrots for digging one out of the ground until I turned green. I hated carrots for years after that.
2006-09-05 13:58:35
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answered by ? 4
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RESTRICTION!!!!!!
And the spanking that went along with it. (that black leather buckle less belt still hangs on my parents doorknob to this day, 30 some odd years later.
My dad only spanked me once in my life (mom usually did the discipline since dad was in the military), But I will never forget the spanking he gave, even if it wasn't as hard as mom's spanking. I think it broke my heart most of all.
2006-09-05 14:21:05
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answered by chulita 5
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I remember crying hysterically one nite for my mother to come out of the bedroom and put me to bed. My dad came and threatened an *** whipping if I did not shut up. I bet I cried for an hour. Why my mother would not come, I dont know.
It was traumatic.
2006-09-05 14:03:34
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answered by happydawg 6
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I had to go out and cut my own switch off of the tree. I picked one that was too whippy. Bled for 2 hours.
2006-09-05 14:02:45
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answered by edozedo 3
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