Were You "Naughty Or Nice" As a Kid ? ? ?

[Old No7]

The threat of this didn't keep me OFF "The Naughty List..."

Belt On Shelf.jpg

It kept me from getting CAUGHT!!!

Old No7

[piller]

Me and my older brothers used to get 3 to 5 precautionary swats with a belt every single morning from age 3 until age 16 years from our Mother. Little brother got to choose who got his swats. Youngest kid, a sister, got 3 strikes on top of the head with the back of a hairbrush to keep her in line. That belt on the shelf would be ceremonially burned on the yule log in my house.

[GunnyMack]

No belt here, mom & dad had what was referred to as The Spanker. It was 3/8" plastic about 16" long with finger groove handle. It was kept on top of the fridge. I had my share of run ins with it. The last time I got it it broke at the handle. Think I was about 8 .

[gamekeeper]

I got the cane on the backside within 5 minutes of going up to senior school ... sadly that wasn't the only caning I would receive there...
My parents had the ultimate punishment though, they threatened to take away my airguns, that worked far better... ,

[crs]

I had two brothers, so of course we were sometimes naughty, BUT never more than twice!
You could Dad's belt come off in any room in the house and no more than two applications was ever needed.

Certain things were verboten, such as backtalk to Mom, cursing, disobedience, etc. Things such a swiping things were not even considered ! In retrospect, I am glad to have learned right from wrong at an early age.

[Booger Bill]

I recall my first day in first grade. A older boy picked on me. The older boy had stood on the merry go round balancing himself without holding the bars while others "zigzagged" it and dared me to do it. I wouldnt and he threw a stone at me that hit me in the head. I walked home to my folks store that we also lived in. They kept a belt hanging on the wall for the purpose of keeping me straight. I got the belt and walked back to school to whip the kid. My dad seen me, gave me a head start to see what I would do. He followed me slowly in the car and took the belt away from me as I was going in the schoolhouse. Recess was over and no one was outside. I can't recall how that was handled or if my dad went in to square me with the teacher.

[fordwannabe]

Never got a thrashing I didn’t deserve, got away with a couple things I shoulda gotten a thrashing for, but can’t complain one bit. I see kids talking back to their parents and telling the parents they deserve this or that hmmmm. My siblings would have split up my good stuff if I ever did that. I had all the love a kid could ask for but there was personal responsibility and I can attest to the fact that the old man was not afraid to “lay one on ya” when deserved. Worst thing he ever did to me was one day he said he was disappointed in me. He thought I was a better person than that. Wish he’d a hit with a truck instead. That was September 24, 1980 funny how some things stick with a person. Never had to say it again.

[Sixgun]

Whenever I did something wrong, my older brother and sister got blamed for it and they took the whacking. When it was my brothers or sisters birthday, I got a gift too. My Christmas gifts outnumbered everyone else's 3-1. My mother used to put yellow food coloring in my scrambled eggs because I wanted them to look perfect.

Yes, I was the golden child.....still am. -----Count Sixula

[mikld]

Mom kept a quirt on top of the refrigerator because both her sons were bigger than her. Don't laugh at a 5' tall Texan when she's mad...

[OldWin]

I was a second generation only child. I was pretty good around home and given huge amounts of responsibility for my age.
That said, my friends and I were incredible h3ll raisers and did some crazy stuff. I was usually the planner and ringleader, and not getting caught was always a high priority. I had an impeccable record.
This was learned at a tender young age. My parents had an oak board for an "educational aid" on the window sill behind the dryer. I climbed up and knocked it down behind the dryer thinking it would save a beating.
By the time she moved the dryer and dug it out she was even MORE pizzed. Got the snot beat outta me.
I learnt!

[AJMD429]

Whenever I did something wrong, my older brother and sister got blamed for it and they took the whacking. When it was my brothers or sisters birthday, I got a gift too. My Christmas gifts outnumbered everyone else's 3-1. My mother used to put yellow food coloring in my scrambled eggs because I wanted them to look perfect.

Yes, I was the golden child.....still am. -----Count Sixula

Ahhh.....that explains things.....

[gamekeeper]

Whenever I did something wrong, my older brother and sister got blamed for it and they took the whacking. When it was my brothers or sisters birthday, I got a gift too. My Christmas gifts outnumbered everyone else's 3-1. My mother used to put yellow food coloring in my scrambled eggs because I wanted them to look perfect.

Yes, I was the golden child.....still am. -----Count Sixula

Ahhh.....that explains things.....

I was thinking the same thing....

[Pete44ru]

Whenever I did something wrong, my older brother and sister got blamed for it and they took the whacking. When it was my brothers or sisters birthday, I got a gift too. My Christmas gifts outnumbered everyone else's 3-1. My mother used to put yellow food coloring in my scrambled eggs because I wanted them to look perfect.

Yes, I was the golden child.....still am. -----Count Sixula

Ahhh.....that explains things.....

I was thinking the same thing....

AND, I even found Six's baby picture...………

[.45colt]

Today the house I grew up in would have been called dysfunctional. My Grandparents spoiled the He88 out of Me and My Dad was old school to the core. . when I wasn't out looking for something to murder or catch on a fishing rod I just stayed out of the way of My Parents. The thing that stays with Me to this day is back talking My Mom before school at about 14. She hit Me with an open palm, knocking Me to the floor, and then said "you missed the bus so Walk to school" it was eight miles and I got there about noon....still with Her palm print on My Face...... Never Again. It's a Tough Life....

[Pete44ru]

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Parenting doesn't come with an instruction manual, so parents just do what they think best - and sometime it isn't...…...

Regardless, w/o them we wouldn't be here.

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[Bill in Oregon]

I was the eldest of three boys, and got a disproportionate share of the physical discipline from Dad, with an open hand, never a belt. But he punished in great anger, and looking back, it may have been tied to untreated PTSD from seeing combat in World War II. Mom tried to spank, or whack us with a wooden spoon, but she was so ineffective that it often ended in all of us laughing.
God rest their souls. They tried the best they could.

[piller]

The rubber hose filled with lead shot that my Mother used was the worst. Broken bones hurt too much to be effective as correctional aids.

[Booger Bill]

My dad told a good story of when he was a young man he worked for a farmer. They put in a milking machine. The farmer called his son and worked him over. The kid finaly asked his dad why he whipped him. The old man said, "See that machine? Well, leave it alone!" The kid hadn't done anything!

[Bill in Oregon]

[wm]

My Mom swatted me good a couple times. And my Father and I had a couple of epic battles. But they both accomplished more with disappointment and shame to curb my negative impulses then physical correction ever could. Even today I roll through pain. I know something hurts but I consciously put the pain out of my mind. I can't really explain it well. I've tried. Just a knack I have.


I think I learned it from my sister who was 9 years older then me. She beat the hell out of me. Broken bones, stitches, burns, choking to unconsciousness, etc. Growing up I thought she was just a particular kind of mean but as years have gone by I realized she is mentally ill. She has left a trail of damage & carnage behind her that includes 3 sons, two ex husbands, two dead boyfriends (both suspicious suicides), and a library of stories.


I know a lot of people look back on corporal punishment with a bit of nostalgia but I can't. I experienced damage and my nephews experienced damage and my ex brother in law (who I still call friend) experienced damage from someone who used 'punishment' to fill a hole in her soul.


Wm

[Bill in Oregon]

WM, that's a terrible memory, and I am so sorry for your sister's mental illness apparently going undiagnosed and untreated. My sis-in-law was profoundly schizophrenic, starting at age 5, but she was a gentle soul, quietly tormented by the ghosts and bullies of her imagination.
I'm no big believer in corporal punishment, although I believe it can be applied judiciously in very special cases, like swatting a dog that wants to run out into the street.

[wm]

Sorry guys. I know it was meant as light hearted post and I kind of unload my personal BS on it. I hate it when people do that. It certainly has everything to do with the fact I'm hosting the family Christmas party tonight and that sister and her sons and her ex husband (my friend) are coming over with my 93 year old mother. We will all be walking a type rope around my sister for my Mothers sake. All she wants in this world his for her family to be happy.


I guess we are faking it until we can make it with my sister.

Please ignore what I said earlier.

Wm

[mickbr]

my mother was a single parent. I was a quiet kid but like most adolescents occasionally pushed my luck. She had this electric tea kettle with a heavy removable cord. The cord was impossible to block as it wrapped around and hit harder. My grandfather assisted my upbringing and favored a 'peach stick', Im not sure if the tree was peach, it was long thin flexible branch with the leaves stripped off, and it stung. He was a WW vet but not violent, physical punishment was pretty rare, and deserved.

[1894c]

we would have to go back and un-seal "sealed" court records and any existing reports from my probation officer to properly answer that question... :)

[Ysabel Kid]

Belt on the shelf. Love it. That was how I was raised, and how I raised my kids!

[Griff]

Weren't no belt on the shelf when I was growin' up... Dad would take it right off his pants... did that till I grew a pair and yanked it outta his hand... after that it went to fisticuffs fairly rapidly. I left home out the bathroom window... while Mom was bandaging his hand. I was supposed to be fixin' the cut on my cheek... but I knew it wasn't over... Once he quit bleedin' on Mom's carpet, it was back to the fight... nearly a year before we spoke again.

[Blaine]

I didn't get in too much trouble, but I was pretty good at not gettin' caught.

[Rusty]

I don't worry about it any more. I just buy what I want.