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pdust | 19:34 Tue 31st Jan 2012 | ChatterBank
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me and my mate were on about getting punished when we were kids and which non physical punishment we hated the most...


Mine was getting sent to bed with no tea.... I hated when my mam did that and would have rather had a clip round the ear .... and didnt you just hate it when you had to pass them and knew you were gonna get a clout as well as....

my mate said bed without tea was a yorkshire thing, im not sure... has it ever happened to you?
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I remember sitting at the table for hours, chewing meat and pushing cold food round my plate. My parents came close to turning me into a complete nut case.
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i used to dip one fork prong into whatever it was and gip trying to eat it lol
I can't remember mum or dad ever smacking us but we got the sent to bed early and you can't leave the table till you've eaten your dinner treatment which seems to have been a fairly common punishment. School however was a different matter . An old grammar school where the teachers all wore their Caps and gowns and if you broke one of the school rules and got caught you knew punishment would be swift and painful and what would be considered non-pc nowadays. One teacher for instance could hit a fly across the classroom with a wooden blackboard rubber and wasn't afraid to use a kid for target practice if the occasion warranted it and the biology mistress favoured a length of Bunsen burner pipe which she carried as she moved round the lab giving any body she thought was not up to the mark a quick whack and this was just the unofficial punishments. Every morning after assembly there would be two lines, one of boys the other girls, waiting for their punishment for "serious" infringements never less then six strokes of the cane for the boys and six with a slipper for the girls. It was no good going home and complaining to your dad as all he'd say was that you must have done something to deserve it, and they say schooldays are the best days of your life.
I left senior school in 1967 (catholic secondary modern school) and I can remember a particular boy called Billy who was in my year and came from a big family being told off by a Miss Hughes. She was livid and shouting at him and waving the cane around, only he wouldn't hold his hand out for the cane. "Get your hands out of your pockets" she was shouting, and he wouldn't. She was so furious with him, that she whipped him down either side of his body with the cane, from shoulder to knee, whack, whack, whack it went. We were all lining up for school dinners, and everyone was watching. Billy didn't flinch, he stood and just took it like a man (he must have been about 14 at the time) - although he went slightly flushed. Whilst Miss Hughes was almost exploding with rage. I will never forget it. But it wasn't ususual in those days. I remember being rapped on the knuckles with a ruler as the teacher walked by, if my writing wasn't very neat. And if you were left-handed - well you were in trouble.
Many years later I worked in a infant school as a TA and commented to one of the teachers, how lovely it was to work in a school where everybody loved children. The teacher replied that you would need to love children to work with them all day. Really ? i replied that when I left school in 1967 I thought teachers must HATE children and that's why they went into the job. The teachers at my school certainly seemed to hate them and love punishing them.
We learnt it always paid off to not make a fuss when my Mum was doing your hair or you'd end up with the hard side of the brush sharply belted across the back of your head.

But the worst was always when Dad got involved. You knew it was serious then. Despite the fact he never laid a finger on us the thought of him talking to you in that low, quiet voice was terrifying!
i can't remember, probably being grounded
I was scared of both my parents. I think that was the respect they instilled in me. I didn't want to disappoint them. The look on their faces when I'd done something bad was punishment enough.
I wasn't scared of my mum, she'd smack us but we'd be laughing. The worst was when my dad would give us a talking to, not intimidating, just really, really boring.
Mum used the dog lead,or her hand she used to send me to school aftewr telling the teachers why she'd done it..
Mostly though she just ignored me

In her teens My sister was requently grounded... not punished for anything when she was young though I was always blamed
"my mate said bed without tea was a yorkshire thing"

LOL, no, but claiming you had it harder than anyone else possibly could have, famously is!

Mum never hit us, but Dad did usually on the bum or back of legs, didn't half sting! I love my Dad, but sometimes I think he went a bit over the top.
I must say my parents were never that hot on punishment, I remember twice being told ''wait till your father gets home'', but when he did it was just a few words to enquire what my side of it was and then told not to do it again. He did punch me once when I was about sixteen but I hit him back which I think shocked him more than me. We always got on very well after that.
Think mums sorry now... I had a day or two off school here & there too NoM! Was so upset etc to go in after a row! And mu pals do remember i got it particularly bad!

Moved out at 20 cos i was still gettn slapped in the face ad had never ever came so close to hitting her in my LIFE! Back now aged 24 - shes mellowed.....a bit....x
Ps hit with whatever isnt glued down!! Raging from juice bottles, pizzas, remote controlls, freemans catalogue, pledge polish, a shoe, cordless phone......an more! X
I once said to my daughter that I would tell her father about something she had done. She just looked at me and said "Am I supposed to be frightened of my own father?"
I think getting unfair blame was the worst. Can't think of any non physical punishment that meant a lot to me. At worst it just served to make me feel even more unjustly treated than I already felt. But there again I was an exemplary kid, my parents were lucky.
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