Most meaningful lasting punishment you ever had as a kid?

Answer 1

My brother and I would not quit fighting, we were driving my mother insane, so she grounded us together! If I wanted to read a book, I had to read it to him, we had to go to bed at exactly the same time, in bunkbeds in the same room. If I showered, he had to stand outside the bathroom door, same if I had to use the toilet. After a week, we were the best of friends just to be allowed away from each other. We never fought in front of my mother again! After I grew up, I realized he was my best firend.

Answer 2

good old fashioned "heat on the seat"

(younger kids only).

Nothing made me remember my wrongdoings better than an open-handed spanking to the rear end.


As for older kids, there are a lot of creative things you can do.

My parents tried all kinds of things.

I think the one that worked best was simply to take away my video games/ computer. That only works for some kids. Others need to be grounded from their friends. (the more social types). Whatever punishment you do give, see it through to the end. Don't be weak. Being weak and letting them off easy or before the punishment is up sends the wrong message.

Answer 3

It seems "mmd" is a comedian or a stalker. That one made me laugh.

But seriously, I don't think I forgot any of my punishments, not for the punishments themselves but for the pain it caused those people to give them to me, that is th lasting thing. Sure soap tastes bad, especially ivory or palmolive. Paddling hurts but not as much as a slap across the face. Yelling seems painless but the word you use can leave scars no one can see. I knew one guy who used to get his trophies bashed over his head. I knew another that had an alcoholic parent, we won't go into that one. I still theink the punishment that mattered the most was the realization that I failed the one who loved me without question and without cause. I would say it was her tears that stung the most of all. When you learn that love can be a terrible thing, you learn how precious every opportunity to preserve love is. Like I have said , tell them "I love you". There are power in those words.

And for creative punishments try pruning the lawn with nail scissors or drawing circles around a dime acress three 24 ft chalk boards to that the lines touch but do not overlap. Or the option one guy gave me, give me x number of sentences x words long each word beginning with the first letter or your first name and x equalling the number of letters in your first name. I took the swats instead, and when people found out, he lost his job. Ooops.

Answer 4

No punishment I had as a kid really had a lasting effect on me. It wasnt until I was a teen when I really started getting into trouble that I got really lasting punishments. After they found out I had been using drugs and alchohol and talking about quitting football and dropping out of school, they sent me to live with my grandparents the summer after my sophomore year of high school. My grandfather had played in the NFL in the 50's so he knows a lot about football. But boy did he whip me into shape. He made me run 3 miles every morning at 5 in the morning. Then 3 days a week he would take me to the gym and have me lift until I couldnt feel my arms any more. He told me he was gonna make me a great football player, and if I didnt want to, he was gonna beat me with his belt. So every day, I would run or lift weights, then practice my coverages against my cousin or my tackling. I hated every second of it. I still remember the feeling of wanting to throw up after running 10 miles in 110 degree Texas weather. But it did make me a good football player. By my senior year I was one of the top safeties in the state and I ended up getting a full ride scholarship to UCLA.

Answer 5

None.. even 2 reform schools didnt "cure" me In fact it just taught me more tricks... (where i learned to hot wire cars pick locks and make zip guns.. etc)

I didnt need punishment from the people that raised me they had no problems with me.. only the state did...

And funny thing is.. my only crime at the time is I just didnt wanna go to school.. although I could pass all the tests... (and did I passed the GED test way early... but didnt count as I was to young for the state of PA for it to count).. Oh well.. And people wonder why Abbey Hoffman is my idol..

Only reason I didnt end up in jail the 3rd time.. judge gave me a choice.. Jail or military.. guess which I picked? thats right USRA in the 70's (underage to boot) yeah i'm a real patriot HA!.. funny thing is i ended up working for DoD (Army , Navy and USMC) after that as a civilian with a TS sec clearance until I retired at age 37..(I'm now almost 48)

h and thanx tax payers.. i'm totally legally tax exempt now state and federal , revenge is sweet... (hadda say that LOL)

FTW! LOL

Answer 6

I think the worst punishment I ever received was from my dad. I always wanted so hard to please him and he's never been one to praise or anything. Well, one night I stayed out late (I was a frosh in college) with a guy. We didn't have sex, but we made out a lot. I came home and my mom really didn't care, cuz she knew the guy was on the straight and narrow. I never knew what my dad thought of me seeing this guy until he got mad about my grades in statistics slipping. He called me a street whore and a slut for being so obvious about my "recreational activities" in a neighborhood full of older people who were very conservative, Southern white Christians. I was never so hurt in my whole life-- and I still think he was dramatically overreacting. But to have your own father call you a slut was terrible. I never kissed a boyfriend in the driveway ever again, and I was always more considerate about how others saw my behavior. Nowadays, I'm not as concerned because as an adult, my actions only reflect on my hubby, my son and myself, and we are all of the same liberal mindset. But I still manage to work others' attitudes about reality into what I say and do.

Answer 7

I was a good kid, rarely got punished..
If I did get punished I wasn't allowed to watch tv.

Answer 8

Well I can't remember a specific punishment, but my mother used to lose her temper ALL the time and lash out more times than I can think of. But my father only smacked my bum once when he caught me cheeking my mam, and I remember that more than anything...(I'm 35, this was when I was about 7!)
Goes to show that if you go on and on hitting kids, it fails to work after the first few times..

Answer 9

I had to sit in the corner on my knees straight up and my nose had to touch the corner. Also i had to put my hands behind my back. If I got caught slouching or out of position my time started all over. I hated that worse than getting my butt whooped a good one.

Answer 10

It wasn't really a punishment, per say. I was playing memory with my grandpa and we both knew where a certain card was. Well, on his turn he turned up the match, so I slid the card under the table so he wouldn't win. Then I replaced it, matched the cards and won. I went and told my grandma that I won, feeling all proud of myself. My grandpa sat down next to her and said "She cheated." I never felt so awful in my life, and I have never cheated on anything since then. Not really a punishment, but I learned a valuable lesson that day.