What was your punishment as a kid getting in trouble??

Question

Dont make me get the spoon that hurt like hell to

Answer 1

My great grandmother raised me and there were very few times I got in trouble. I didn't want to disappoint her so I was on my best behavior most of the time. My cousin and I were all dressed up to go to church with my grandmother one morning in the white satin rose print dresses she had made us and we found a mud puddle on the way to the car and decided we could make the jump, well that idea fell through and we fell in the mud. That day we got a butt whoopin'. Bare handed from our grandmother. That is the only memory I have of being in trouble.

Answer 2

My dear old dad would give me the belt as soon as i woke up and would say " this is just a taste of what you'll get if you make trouble at school ", however since i had dyslexia at the time my parents were called to the school a lot because the kids at school though i was a retard because i had dyslexia so they would pick on me and when i fought back the teachers would pull me aside and punish them and make them hate me all the more, more than a few times my dear old dad would beat me with a closed fist because he hated me because i was dyslexic and he though i was a retard as well.

Answer 3

My dad would always use the belt, the hand, or the switch... we would have to go cut down your own switch too ohhh man did that hurt and one time my dad literally hauled off and hit me and knocked me down and my mom would always whip us with a co-hanger, curtain rod or whatever she could get a hold of at the time... I always feared dads whippings more than moms... My dad never knew when to stop...

Answer 4

Depends on the crime, but the worse thing was the wooden spoon!

My poor backside broke more of those than I care to remember! lol

Answer 5

go get me a stick,wet belts hurt too,so do palmetto sticks specially if the thorns weren't shaved off lets see my ma bit her fist once well more than once and said i'm gonna knock your head off and make it roll to the refigerater we both busted out laughing most off the stuff at the top was from my x step-dad but, butt woopins are needed.. radar's wife

Answer 6

Wooden spoon - broken over my butt at 4 years old.

Slaps and put downs. Gee - I wounder why I don't miss my childhood.

Answer 7

Spoon, leather belt, anything that was handy and close at the time

Answer 8

I was used to get beaten by my parents specially my mother with whatever she has got in her hand. most of the times she used to only scold, but even that language used to be more painful than her beating me.

Answer 9

Depended on what I did... anywhere from putting my nose in the corner, to getting spanked... and if I was stupid enough to crap my pants, I was wearing it on my nose for the next 2 hours.

Answer 10

My parents never punished me. I told them I'd call the police on them if they ever hit me. I basically don't have a curfew, I remember my father tried to give me one, which was 10:00 P.M. I didn't agree with it and still came it at 2:00 A.M. in the morning and nother happend. I run those bitches.