How did your parents punish you when you were younger?

[TurboJake]

My parents firmly believed in the rule of thumb. And I firmly believe I'm better because of it.

[hfabricius]

The grip. Worst thing ever!! My parents and grandmother did it. They grab you by the shoulder or arm and squeeze as hard as they could. Also, my dad is big into antique boats and canoes, we have a house full of canoe paddle. So if it wasn't the grip is was a Shaw & Tenny right on the ass. Other than that, my dad would just yell or I would be grounded.

[DatUtahGuy]

Leather belts, spankings to no end, fucking ear pulls that felt like my entire skull was on fire, sideburn pulls(fucking hate those), branches, etc.

Hell, one time when I was around 10, I can't remember what I did, but my grandma got so mad at me she reached for the nearest thing, broom, and smacked me on the head with it so hard the fucking handle broke in half! lulz

[J3M93]

Member of the my parents didn't have to smack me around to instil a proper sense of morals and respect generation, start young and do it right. Make more assumptions about me to justify your abuse plz.

Exactly.

[e30vert]

I was the kind of kid that could not learn from my own mistakes and as such I made lots of the same ones over and over again. I would be punished in a variety of ways including being whipped within an inch of my life (or so it felt at the time :) )

I was also grounded quite often which worked in a proportional way. I was grounded for a week to start with. Then when my Dad left the house I just left and did my own thing. He found out and then doubled it. 2 weeks! Then Shampoo, rinse, repeat...
Then it was 4 weeks and so on. After a while it became ridiculous when I was grounded for 32 years 7 months and 28 days!
It lost its effectiveness!

Then there was the time that I was pretending to be asleep on top of my bunk bed so when my father arrived home and found out I sprayed Lysol in my sisters eyes during a fight that day he would not beat my ass. Boy was I wrong ! He came in and grabbed the sheet under my body and whipped it up in the air which catapulted me off the top of the bunk bed and down about 5 feet to a small folding plastic table that I collapsed using my back. This left me dazed, , gasping for breath and in a state of shock.

All of these methods were fairly ineffective.

What was effective is when my father looked me square in the eye and said lets go out into the street in front of the house. I walked out there not knowing what the F was going to happen next. He then pointed me down the street and said, "start walking and dont turn around"

So I did just that. Walked about three miles down that street until it finally dead ended into the side of a freeway underpass. Stood at that underpass facing the wall for about an hour before I took some glimpses behind me to see if he was right behind me watching me and was gonna kick my ass. He was not there nor did he drive down the street looking for me. I could not go home! I had really no place that I could go and it was getting dark and cold. Night feel and I had to sneak back to my house and enter in through a rear window.

The next day my father did not say a word about it and neither did I.
That left a mental mark on me as I realized that he was at his breaking point and was becoming indifferent. When a child is spanked or beaten it means that the parent cares and is frustrated or angry that the child is not behaving the way THEY would like it to.

When the parent tells you to get the fuck out and walk the hell away. Well thats a very effective punishment.

My father has been dead for many years and I will tell you I would take lots more of those beatings and whippings if I could only spend some more time with him. I miss that guy every day of my existence!

[phreshkid]

I was the kind of kid that could not learn from my own mistakes and as such I made lots of the same ones over and over again. I would be punished in a variety of ways including being whipped within an inch of my life (or so it felt at the time :) )

I was also grounded quite often which worked in a proportional way. I was grounded for a week to start with. Then when my Dad left the house I just left and did my own thing. He found out and then doubled it. 2 weeks! Then Shampoo, rinse, repeat...
Then it was 4 weeks and so on. After a while it became ridiculous when I was grounded for 32 years 7 months and 28 days!
It lost its effectiveness!

Then there was the time that I was pretending to be asleep on top of my bunk bed so when my father arrived home and found out I sprayed Lysol in my sisters eyes during a fight that day he would not beat my ass. Boy was I wrong ! He came in and grabbed the sheet under my body and whipped it up in the air which catapulted me off the top of the bunk bed and down about 5 feet to a small folding plastic table that I collapsed using my back. This left me dazed, , gasping for breath and in a state of shock.

All of these methods were fairly ineffective.

What was effective is when my father looked me square in the eye and said lets go out into the street in front of the house. I walked out there not knowing what the F was going to happen next. He then pointed me down the street and said, "start walking and dont turn around"

So I did just that. Walked about three miles down that street until it finally dead ended into the side of a freeway underpass. Stood at that underpass facing the wall for about an hour before I took some glimpses behind me to see if he was right behind me watching me and was gonna kick my ass. He was not there nor did he drive down the street looking for me. I could not go home! I had really no place that I could go and it was getting dark and cold. Night feel and I had to sneak back to my house and enter in through a rear window.

The next day my father did not say a word about it and neither did I.
That left a mental mark on me as I realized that he was at his breaking point and was becoming indifferent. When a child is spanked or beaten it means that the parent cares and is frustrated or angry that the child is not behaving the way THEY would like it to.

When the parent tells you to get the fuck out and walk the hell away. Well thats a very effective punishment.

My father has been dead for many years and I will tell you I would take lots more of those beatings and whippings if I could only spend some more time with him. I miss that guy every day of my existence!

I respect your father for this. That was a damn good way to teach his boy a lesson.

[e30vert]

It F's with my head to this day!

[5Toes]

Well I am still young, and got punished the other day lol

My Dad knows I hate spending money, so he made me pay him $10 for leaving my window open overnight... fuck that

He spanked my brother and I when we were younger. Hmm he is sort of alcoholic and can ell like no other... have had my fair share of arguments...

EDIT: Oh and my dad likes to poke me in the chest when he is yelling at me. Hahaha

[samurai pizza cats]

had to kneel on rice that had been sprinkled on concrete while i held heavy books over my head, oh yeah good ol' mom would sprinkle salt on the rice right before i kneeled on it so after the rice would break the skin the fun would start. needless to say, i learned my lessons pretty fast. oh and one time i talked back to my mom (i was 6) so she made me eat a banana that had been nuzzled at the bottom of the garbage can deep in the trash juice. i never talked back or ate a banana ever again;)

[joshh]

Pushups and spankings.

[ak-]

Everybody gets spanked and yelled at, that's boring.

I can vaguely remember some interesting punishments though as a little kid.
Hot chili peppers in mouth was one. Standing on my knees in a corner for an eternity and not letting my butt rest on my legs. Fucking drink this disgusting red onion juice as punishment or all my toys and fun things taken away. Computer monitor taken away. And Holy shit a wooden spoon hit on the top of your hand hurts.

I can't remember much more. I was framed a lot by my sister as a kid -_-

[Dave003]

Mom disiplined me with spankings and peppermouth my dad never had to touch me cause he had instilled fear in me so i would never lie or disrespect him until I was 14 and kicked me out like e30vert

[imsotyerred]

got a bar of soap in the mouth once, slapped several times (deserved it), but my dad was really fond of a wooden paddle inscribed with "The Perfessor: I'll make you smart"

I pointed out once that "professor" was misspelled...boy, was that a mistake!

[CaptCanada]

Anything that was near. My father was an asshole diabedic, that couldn't control his anger. I've repressed most of my childhood, but somethings I do remember is being lifted up by my ears cause I was doing homework under the dinning table and not on it, yelling for doing any little thing, beatings. Wasn't grounded though cause that to long, he turned into standing on my knees (like a few of you guys) but my feet couldn't touch the ground only my knees on tile.

[edit] said they and not he. Also it sucks that by the time I grew big enough to do something my parents had split. Ohh well I don't have to have any contact with him, I'm good.

[MR 325]

Count me in as another kid who was actually good and was never abused aside from very few spankings when younger.