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..as a child?
I was listening to the radio this morning and they had a bit of a ring in about what kind of punishment they got and what for as a child. Child abuse now.
One chap said when he was about 5 he was at his aunties and refused to eat his cabbage so she pegged him to the washing line by the shoulders of his jumper!
The DJ was being bad mannered at the table so his dad through his knife and folk out the back door and told him to eat with the dog.
What would happen to you?

My sister and I would talk in bed and laugh, Dad would bang on the wall at first to tell us to get to sleep. Then he would come in and get a leather belt off the top of the wardrobe and threaten us with it. I can't remember ever getting hit with it. As soon as I was tall enough I hid it!!

I don't ever remember getting a punishment as such... got a good hiding from my mum occasionally, but nothing too awful.

I do remember being beaten with a clenched fist, in the middle of my back, by my teacher at school - all because I couldn't spell the word 'parliament' . I was 8 years old!
Plus being smacked by Mother Superior for yelling in the playground!

Tina x

nothing more than a clip round the ear!

A slap round the legs and/or being sent to my room until I apologised. stubborn little devil I usually got told to come out when food was on the table (without apologising!)

Ann
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Thank goodness times have changed and children have rights . As an abused child I wouldn't want to upset anyone by telling my chidhood on here.
If you told anyone what was happening the fear would be that you had brought it upon yourself somehow and would be punished again..

Nothing...I always knew that when my mum said 'No!' she meant it..
I was very good and happy ...so lucky.

Rosexx

I got smacked on the bottom by parents, the belt was threatned but never used, I have to say I deserved it.

I was slapped on the leg in school, for talking in line.

Don't agree with teachers slapping, a telling off would have done.

In secondary school, the math teacher would throw board dusters, luckily they would usually miss.

I got detention a few times, and missed the school bus home.

arent u lucky rose,i got threatened lots of times & they were followed through with 2 xx

I WAS lucky...Northenheart...never knew anything but love when I was a child...

not rich in material things...but very rich in that!

xx

Nan used the wooden spoon or the feather duster cane.
mother used the holly twitch ..it stung.. or the riding whip.id put them on the fire while she wasnt around but the holly tree grew outside the back door so that was a losing battle till we moved[wasnt hard switches though]
and my aunt used a stinging nettle at the table on your bare legs if you didnt behave but she did have 6 kids plus extras.

usually just told off or not allowed out to play
can only remember dad hitting me once when I was about 10 or 11 and he and my mam were fighting and I tried to stop them
once when I was 15 and was looking in the mirror brushing my hair, mam told me to be in by 10 at the latest because "only them who are up to no good are still out after 10"
I made the mistake of answering,"theres nothing I can do after 10 o'clock that I couldn't do before 10 anyway"
knew no more till I hit the far wall with a thud and was left with a big red handmark on my face.
no wonder!!!!! lol
Bunny x

My mum was brought up in rural Ireland and when she was naughty she new she was in for a good skelping as my nan called it. My mum would hide out in the fields until all hours of the night only returning when she felt sure my nan was asleep. No such luck, she would be hiding behind the door every time!

Good hiding off Mum or Dad when I deserved it...and I often did and the cane at school until I was about 14 and shot up to 5ft 10ins but stayed at 6 stone I was so skinny, I think the teachers thought I would snap if they laid a finger on me, so detentions after that

Well easter bunny my grandad always told me that ...if your not in bed by 10pm you may as well go home...

I was an only child,but it didn't stop me having a smack bottom from my mum.Dad never hit me but threatened me with the buckle end of his belt,and chased me up the stairs with it,but never used it.
At school I was strapped very regularly ...because I wrote with my left hand(and still do).My mum went to the school and complained to the headmaster saying "if they can all write with their right hands as well as she can write with her left,they won't go far wrong"The reply was "She'll never get a job in the Post Office"I suppose in those days people didn't write as neatly with their left hand,as they did Copperplate writing.
My generation were always good at spelling though,as we had dictation every day.
Brenda x x

Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they won't believe you.

Arch, some people on this thread have been abused or unduly punished as children, i'm sorry but I dont find your post amusing

not ment for you Colin, only peeps with a sence of humour, chill out