30 Times Parents Came Up With Creative, Strange, And Random Ways To Deal With Misbehaving Kids
Everyone has their own parenting style, tailor-made to fit the unique relationship between them and their child. Some moms and dads are incredibly loving and gentle. Some believe that high control is the go-to approach. Others navigate raising their kids by trying to blend authority and kindness to ensure their little ones grow up to be happy, healthy, and rounded adults.
Parents of all kinds usually want what's best for their children, but the little quirks and weird shenanigans their daredevils pull sometimes catch them off guard. And while the consequences of broken rules can vary, this thread over on 'Ask Reddit' proves one thing to be true: some parents get extremely creative in dealing with misbehaving kids, and they try to bring the structure back into the household in the most baffling ways.
"What's the strangest punishment your parents ever gave you?" asked Redditor stuartwolf and received a deluge of responses from adults who revealed some of the most ridiculous discipline tactics ever performed. Below, we've gathered some stories for you to relate to — or at least be thankful that your parents didn't make you fill cut-open tennis balls with pennies for no reason at all. So continue scrolling and upvote your favorite ones!
Psst! Check out even more stories about absurd punishments from "insane" parents in Bored Panda's earlier piece right here.
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I had to write book reports on books of the Bible. I would have to read the book of the Bible, discuss the major themes, and explain how it related to my bad behavior. As a result, I really know my Bible and no longer believe in religion.
Maybe, maybe not. religion and faith are two different things
Load More Replies...can confirm.. my parents weren’t the extreme but still forced a lotta religion onto me, now i’m a happy atheists
Load More Replies...This is why I’m convinced that people who believe the Bible as 100% non fiction and that it requires a literal interpretation, haven’t actually read it and/or are choosing to cherry pick what they like and don’t like. My stepmother married my father as her 5th husband. But me being gay was the sin we needed to focus on… not to mention that there’s several versus saying women can’t boss men around or speak up in church. Guess those don’t apply anymore.
I was taught that Jesus said Love one another. Not love those who are white or black or green or straight or gay. I don't believe it's my responsibility to judge anyone. And that is how I brought my children up. I consider myself a Christian and I practice tolerance!!!
Load More Replies...I'm a Christian, and that was going to far!! We can't shove religion down someone's throat, and expect them to want to learn about it. It Will push them away... Throwing fire, and Brimstone at people,will make them hate people for it. We have to be: patient, kind, and caring to those that are not Christians. God says; do Not judge others, for he will judge you with that same judgement you had towards them. All the books were written in a different perspective, because a different man wrote each one. Plus, the dead seas scrolls, were half gone due to being stored by the ocean. So, they had to "fill in" a lot of the words. Jehovah's witnesses, only go by the old testament, we are not supposed to. It's only to be a reference. So many churches teach different from the bible. Jesus said, to add one word to the book of God, will add unto you, the diseases in the Bible. Teaching different than what the Bible says, is blasphemy, the unforgivable sin. I'm sorry, your parents did that to you.
If only the religions themselves stuck to this mindset, instead of just individuals as yourself, the world would not have been so culturally cancelled, gutted, and decimated during the last 2000 years. One of the Traditions in the 12 step program model started by AA is: Our public relations policy is based on attraction rather than promotion (11th Tradition, 1st part). Since religions as a group are seemingly totally incapable of sticking to this, I seek other connections and spiritual families. Sad that individuals as yourself are given a black eye by your fellowships :'-(
Load More Replies...I am convinced that most atheists arrived there by reading the "good book".
Those who know it best seem to either become zealots or atheists.
Well said. It is sad and very telling that the atheists seem far, far less destructive.
Load More Replies...That’s so sad. I’m sorry they used it as a weapon and robbed you of the beauty and poetry of it all, love to you
Well there are some great moral stories in there. But also some other stuff.
Yes, the tale of Lot. Offers his daughters up for rape, later has babies with them himself. A godly man.
Load More Replies...DITTO!!! But let me tell ya, when you see a Bible thumper quoting the Bible to justify their hatred, it's fun to point out another quote of the Bible that contradicts their statement.
This is very similar to my upbringing, and I ended up with the same results.
When I was preparing for high school I sucked at writing, particularly long response/essay questions. To mediate this my dad spent a week having me write a different essay every day of the most simple and mundane tasks. The one that really sticks out in my mind was the first one, “How to put a football away”. By doing this, though it seemed inhumane at the time, I learned how to expand a simple thought into highly descriptive details and became a great writer throughout the rest of my school career.
That's some hot dad energy right there...thinking from the perspective of as a spouse of course
Load More Replies...Knowing how to bullsh** is key to writing papers, particularly in college.
That may be true, but not everyone can bullsh*t a paper. No matter how many times my mom told me to do it for an essay senior year, I just couldn't. I have to be truthful with what I write. I'm going to do a Creative Writing degree and yet my skills in English still suck because I can't bullsh*t anything. Sorry if I went a little nuts there 😅.
Load More Replies...My 10th grade English teacher suggested a similar method to her students that were struggling creative writing and the like
Load More Replies...That is about the opposite of me lol. I loved writing all through school. I did have to do some really mundane writing assignments but they were never assigned by my parents. I do remember the worst essay I ever did. I had to write about a ball point pen. It felt like that s**t took me forever, but by the end of the essay I practically made a whole rap about it 😂😂. I got an A 😁
I'm gonna steal this idea. Sometimes I need to work against my writer's block
My parents said I was playing too much Skyrim when it came out, so they took the router with them to work every day. Good thing you don't need internet to play an offline single player game.
I used to be a Skyrim player like you, then I took an arrow to the knee.
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My parent would just take the controllers or power cord. Luckily as far as my PC went I had multiple power cords. Tho eventually they just took the keyboard or mouse.
My parents routinely took away my library card when I did something worth punishing.
So I memorized it.
When they caught on they refused to go to the library with me for the duration of my punishment.
So I started volunteering at the library once a week so they had to take me.
What's weird to me is the punishment itself (can't go to the library).
When I was a kid I used to read sooo much. Since my parents already had a limit on how much time I could spend on the computer, and I didn't really go out, it was much more effective to simply take the books away than it would have been to implement something more conventional. Or at least, that was probably the idea.
Load More Replies...Such a rebel. They tried no library with me, but couldn't take more than a couple days of me wandering the house heavy sighing.
My parents had to add reading to my rare grounding as that was my favorite thing. But that happened maybe three times in my teen years, plus only for two to four days.
Told this story before and was called Satan. I basically raised my little brother. When he was in middle school he was failing math. He would always forget to turn in assignments, refused tutoring and didn't study for quizzes. I told him if he failed I'd do something drastic. He failed on the year. So I deleted every save in his PS2. All of them. There were hundred of hours of saved games. Never saw him cry so hard in my life. He passed summer school with a B. Edit: I am getting a lot of hate and will certainly get more in a minute but here is more to the story. This was a year long frustration. We would do homework together and he wouldn't hand it in and the teacher wouldn't accept it late. He refused to study. His pattern of behavior was out of control. For all the people saying I should have gave him blank memory cards and gave him the real ones later he would have seen right through it. He is smart. No, I deleted those files in front of him. He needed to change his behavior and I had a real hard time disciplining him as his brother and not his parent. I hated how hard he cried. It felt horrible. There was no other way. I know it was cruel.
Nah, not that bad really. He had warning, he got chances, and he still f****d up. And nothing else physical or emotionally abusive. I say fair.
Yes. I think this is fair too, I would be upset about this but it would teach me a lesson
Load More Replies...This was a harsh punishment, but it sounds like it was necessary. After a year of bad behaviour, he still didn't listen. Also, it improved his school grades drastically. The kid will never forget the moment his games were deleted, but he succeeded in school as a direct result.
And the fact that he actually succeeded in school after that makes him way better person than me. If someone pulled that s**t on me when I was a kid, I would've doubled my efforts to f**k everything up out of sheer fury and spite.
Load More Replies...As the oldest who also was in charge of siblings. I get it. You have a limited amount of things you can do to curb or direct behavior, and sometimes they were all bad choices. This could've been worse.
In 2002/2003 I had to do this with a child I was minding way more than I should have been at 15, and I ripped up his blue eyes white dragon card cause he roundhouse kicked me to the face after beating up his sister. He was 8.
Load More Replies...I am so sorry the adults in your life made you responsible for raising your brother. Children should NOT be raising children. I will never have a sister relationship due to the same issue... too much resentment.
You don’t know why he was raising his younger brother.
Load More Replies...deleting files is cruel? WOW. what a coddled society we have become.
It's the accumulated work of somebody's hobby. If the kids was a musician and he destroyed all the instruments, or a painter and slashed all the paintings would you still say the same thing?
Load More Replies...For everyone saying "well it worked!" - kid was probably terrified if he didn't do well, what would be next? My family did all sorts of stuff to me when I was diagnosed bipolar at 10 years old, and after the fifth medication they shoved down my throat I struggled hard to fake "getting better". I was scared they would do electrotherapy next or even lock me away.
Only gamers think this was cruel. You didn't hurt him, he can do the games again. I call it smart.
As an avid video game player, I can see this from your brother's side of the story. But being logical, I think you did the right thing.
I'm using this same lens. As a gamer, I can see one side of the story, but as a logical person I see the other as well.
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No punishment. And that in itself was punishment.
I totally bombed during my first semester in college. I took 16 credits and ended up with a 0.77 GPA for the semester. Yes, less than 1.0.
My parents were disappointed, but told me that they knew I could do better, and they knew I would do better. They forgave me and basically said "Ok, so you screwed up, now make it better and make us proud".
The fact that they were not upset really weighed on me. It REALLY put a ton of guilt and shame upon me, even though they didn't put those things on me, *I* did it to myself!
It really motivated me to not d**k around any longer in college. I buckled down and really succeeded.
That is actually the definition of GOOD parenting. The real goal is to have YOU realize how to correct your errors and not make the same mistakes. That you took the initiative to work harder and learn that lesson, I am sure made them proud.
Glad it worked for them HOWEVER. If a parent doesn't set boundaries nor some forms of punishment a child can grow up bratty and entitled. That is what happens to a lot of them.
Load More Replies...I, similarly, responded positively to lack of punishment. I felt guilty that my Mum was so understanding and have since become very conscientious.
I’m raising a 13 year old girl by myself I REALLY needed to see this today
Load More Replies...Shaming, and embarrassing kids is the worst thing you can do. I took over raising my grandsons. My daughter, was the worst for shaming them, and calling them names when they did something wrong. Not just childish ones, but foul, hurtful words, that broke my heart, or made me very angry when I heard them. When children are young, their minds are like a sponge. Soaking in Everything they hear. Calling them foul names, beating them until they have bruises, and welts will make a hateful, or terrified child. Grounding, taking things away, or removing their favorite toy, phone, etc... Makes more of an impact. A soft hearted child, is easy to Love, and teach.
“ My parents were disappointed, but told me that they knew I could do better, and they knew I would do better” - I’m thinking that his parents knew he could do better, so much so, it was stated twice. 😊
Failing at something is not a mistake, it's getting experience and learning. Good parents there
I did something similar with my daughter, except in middle school. When she still had bad habits in high school, I told her, if she wanted to go to college, she would have to develop better habits and decide it was worth the trouble. I could not do it for her or she would fail when she got there. She didn't believe me the first two years and only applied herself the last two years, so had a poor GPA. However, she started college with a singing scholarship, then changed to her chosen major and ended up graduating magna cum laude in 7 semesters (including the first two in a different major), then got her Masters. That wasn't me doing it. It was all her.
Both lucky parents and kid…. Some kids tend to be brats if they have nice parents
They were mad I was playing too many video games (civilization, master of Orion II, world of warcraft I, Final fantasy I, 2, 3, tactics, ogre battle, Ur-Quan masters, okay, so I played lots of games...), so they made me go out with friends more. Now keep in mind, I did have friends and was social and would go out once or twice a week with them... but ANY video games were BAD.
So my parents forced me to go hang out in my buddies garage where they just drank and smoked up at 13 years old. A couple of them ended up getting into some serious drugs by around 16, and my parents still were forcing me to go hang out with them - because their parents were "good people" that will "sort him out".
Well, they never did.
I always thought it was funny that they considered cerebral strategy games more damaging to my development than hanging out with 13-16 year old drunks.
ye i hope no one ever gets involved in it by their parents
Load More Replies...I agree with the author. My kids are all gamers and not one of them has turned to drugs or into s****y members of the community. All wonderful adults that I couldn't be prouder of! To hell with those people who say gaming is bad.
"-doctor, what to do? Our son is always by the computer! How can we treat him? - with the usual! Girls, alcohol and drugs!"
Reminds me of how I met my best friend : story short he was a friend friend, my mom met him randomly while I was away. ''You should really befriend with Victor, he's a nice and well manered kid''. One year later, we began to get high as hell on weed for the rest of our teenage year to the age of 30. Smart move, mom🙂
I was just thinking about this today. I was a magnet for dirt bags in school, but I thrived on my own.
On the bright side, you saw all the things you didn't want to do and strayed away from it.
Maybe their parents kept asking your parents to send you over to be a good influence
Me and my brothers were fighting. As punishment our parents made us all read and give a book report. But I love to read, always have, so while my brothers got to read The Hardy Boys. I had to read a book about flower arranging. After about 2 hours I came out crying about how I didn't want to read about flowers any more. They made me report on what I'd read so far. Apparently watching a crying 7yr old talk about how you can use baby's breath to accent other flowers is something you still laugh about 20 years later.
Bringing it up and laughing about any punishment years later is just mean.
I, too, have always been a reader. Something like this would have definitely gotten through.
When my autistic daughter did something wrong I would make her copy words and definitions for an hour
When I was 10, mom would take my NES games for a week.
When I was 13, mom would take my SNES games for a week.
When I was 16, mom would take my BLANK FLOPPY DISCS for a week.
I didn't explain the mistake to her until I moved out.
BLANK floppy disks. meaning, she thought they had games on them, but they were blank.
Load More Replies...Back in the day, we had a outer modem. I just took it to work with me. Clever little buggers, went next door to their grandmother's house, and got hers. She didn't even tell me!
Withheld dinner & I was only allowed to have bread and butter.
My mother is a terrible cook so I was super okay with this.
That's not an "absurd thing strange parents did" that's straight up child abuse.
They weren't starving. Just had to have a more "bland" meal.
Load More Replies...I could do things like sandwiches and bowls of cereal from a fairly young age. By the time I was 12 I could cook on the stove, plus we had a microwave. If my mother said we were having something for dinner that I didn't like, I'd say, "That's okay, I'll just have something else." She'd whine that I was "expecting her to be a short-order cook." I'd reply, "Um, no, I said *I'd* cook myself something else..." And I did.
Oh you were allowed some varient of food? That's cute. My father withheld all food multiple times a week between me being 7-14. And it was for stupid s**t. I should not have been 69lb at 14
When I was maybe 8 years old at dinner we had meat, I didn't eat the meat off the bones well enough according to my dad, as I wanted another piece. He said there are poor and starving people in this world (or country) and I don't deserve to eat like this. I was sent to bed without eating almost anything that night. And there were quests over, they were horrified over that (so I was told).
If I cursed, my mom would make me go into the bathroom and say every curse I knew while looking in the mirror so "I could see how ugly I made myself look while cursing".
Well, I learned that if I wanted to curse with impunity all I had to do was say "A*s" and get sent to the bathroom where I could say any curse I could think of, punishment free, for as long as I wanted. lol
motherfuckingdickticklingshitforbrainsasshatsonofbitchcuntpicklefuckwaffle
bp would censor that as m*************************************************************************e
Load More Replies...Bro this is actually smart not gonna lie. While the mom's motives were a bit meh (degrading and shaming) it's actually a good way to get negative emotions off of your chest without hurting anyone's feelings
My Mama did similar: cursing was punished by "talking to the toilet." She led us into the bathroom and had us hurl obscenities at the loo for like five minutes. Then she flushed and told us not to do it again. It was so hilarious and bizarre that it was impossible not to laugh midway through, and that broke the frustration or whatever that triggered the cursing. Mama swears it worked better than soap.
My bf's dad would make my bf's friend (who had a very bad language from an early age) go and shout all the swear words he had in him down into the toilet and then run the water afterwards to flush the words away. And the boy would actually do it and be swear word-free for hours!
I was not allowed to read unless it was specifically for school.
This is basically how my mom messed up books fir me. Made me read like 3 chapters of a book before I did anything else, I'm slowly getting back into reading though!
Load More Replies...Why tf would you stop someone reading. I can't think of a single thing this would achieve.
Maybe the parents were afraid of those devil books that they're trying to ban in schools
Load More Replies...Ever since I could read, my parents never limited anything. I was reading the Hunger Games by age 4. By age 10, I could read Aragon (and other books in the eries) in three days.
What? I don’t know what’s the matter with those parents, but apparently success in life, and having a good imagination, breadth of knowledge, and interest in many things, is not important.
And let's not forget about vocabulary and orthographe
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I was always more the artist type. Didn't much care for throwing the football around or working on cars. I wasn't belittled or anything, my family let me do me.
But my step-father was an evil genius and when I did something that was considered a minor infraction he'd give me the option of either going to bed early or staying up till my normal bedtime but having to watch sports with him in the living room. And I couldn't just zone out or read. He'd sit there and make chit chat about the game or try explaining the rules or the players stats or something else I couldn't have cared less about.
I'm 34 and we still laugh about that sometimes. S**t was brutal.
sounds like hell. Only way to make that worse would be to make you drink bud lite, which is not really anything at all.
I don't understand, how is water a punishment?
Load More Replies...I would go to bed at three in the afternoon to not have to sit through a televised sporting event.
I would have given either of my testicles to anyone who would have sat with me and taught me about sports. I wanted to learn but my brothers were happier to make fun of me because I didn't know anything about football or baseball.
So unfortunate for you, this is the type of person who should never attempt to parent
Was 14yo. First time getting wasted. Like REALLY wasted. Had 0,5l bottle of 80% alcohol. No memory of the night. Apparently two of my friends had carried me home and talked to my father who had only asked whether I had anything besides alcohol. Next morning my parents made me breakfast in bed. No penalty. Just a weirdly nice conversation about what went wrong. At the end my father just said, "I'm not gonna tell you to not drink, I know that doesn't work. All I want you to do is make better decisions in life than I did" and left the room. Later that day we went shopping and they bought me a new snowboard. Weird.
If you're hurtling downhill on a snowboard, you need to be sober, right? Clever parents.
Load More Replies...good parents. But TBH 0,5L at 80%...? I have no idea how you did not die. I am hardcore and would die from that. I once had six tequilas - which is about 200mL, or half what you had, and at 43%. So effectively I had a quarter of what you had. I was throwing up and passed out. So... yeah. I don't think that amount is possible, especially smaller body mass at 14yo.
I think they might mean 80 degrees proof, which is 40% abv.
Load More Replies...I would think having to eat breakfast after drinking all that would be the punishment.
My dad stuffed towels under my door & cranked the heat to 11, ensuring the worst damn hangover I've ever had.
Load More Replies...I understand the parents' decision to forgive and forget. After all, most people have done the same thing, and the harm caused is done only to yourself. But buying him a new snowboard? There needs to be some kind of punishment in there.
It is quite likely that the purchase wasn't linked to the night before, but why does there need to be punishment for getting drunk with your friends, even if you are a bit under age? Who hasn't done that?
Load More Replies...All I know is that for alcohol and drugs and things like that, the best stories I ever hear are when the parents say don't be stupid and be safe about it. Obviously you don't want your kid to be doing it but if you know they're going to, at least make sure they're doing it safely.
My first encounter with alcohol went likewise. Me and my buddy drank a bottle of Citrusbrandy when I was 12y old. Afterwards, going home, I puked over every fence between his house and ours. My mum laughed so hard! She let me sleep it off and got me out of bed next morning at 7 horribly hung-over to do my Saturday chores. Pavlov taught me a hard lesson that day. I still can't drink too much because I get nauseous before I get even remotely drunk.
Anytime i would come home hungover i would have to help my dad do manual labor outside in the heat. Fixing a lawnmower, planting/gardening, painting, robbing bees, you name it. He was always right there with me working too, he just always needed my help. I just thought it was just a shitty coincidence and my parents had no idea that i even drank, but once i was an adult i realized it was definitely no coincidence. They were on to me the whole time.
If the parents had to inflict this punishment over and over again, it clearly didn't work.
I think it depends on the lesson they were trying to teach. If it was that drinking is bad and shouldn't be done, they may have been more direct. But it seems like the lesson may have been that you can drink if you want, but you still have responsibilities and can't shirk them because of a hangover. If so, then the continued participation is kind of a win....
Load More Replies...Same..my dad would make me pick weeds out of the yard by hand, use the push lawn mower, sure did help sweat out all the evil I ingested the night before lol
Wait this was punishment? My family just called this chores and yardwork something expected of anyone in the family, how rich and spoiled were/are you?
It's not that as much as it's agony doing all that when you're hungover, and you don't get to weasle out of it by claiming you're sick. I had chores, too, but if I was actually sick I didn't have to.
Load More Replies...Uggh, my friends mom did this to us in high school. If we came home drunk and woke her up she would wake is up early to eat breakfast. Especially prepared just for us. Greasy hash browns and eggs and bacon. All we wanted to do was sleep and puke. It was torture
This^ I spent many hot days outside doing chores. I was always paying for breaking curfew and drinking. Sweating out the liquor was miserable but we had the best yard in town!
Ever Saturday or Sunday I came home hungover seemed to be same day my dad needed my help bucking, splitting and hauling fire wood.
If you think a punishment is a coincidence it's obviously not a very effective punishment.
Bruh, manual labor in the heat after drinking heavily is potentially incredibly dangerous and could lead to heat stroke, severe dehydration and ultimately acute kidney failure. Super not cool.
For some reason my parents allowed my brother and I to have a very basic bow and arrow which we were allowed to shoot at a cardboard box in the backyard. I, being very young and very dumb, crawled into the box while my brother was firing. Parents were not pleased and to demonstrate how dangerous what I had done was, they made me lay on the couch for the whole day and pretend I was in a hospital bed.
Where is this mystical box? I will quite happily lay on the couch all day and do nothing.
Suppose they took it a step further and made a mock funeral? Kid's not allowed to talk while everyone cries and wails around them. Then they get buried under blankets or something and can't move or talk for like, three hours. ....Actually, yunno, as a goth and former weird child that would rule.
Load More Replies...As a non native English speaker, anyone please help! The text has "my brother and I". The form "my brother and me" is not right? I would say it this way but now I am confused.
You are correct, it should be " my brother and me". To check, just leave out the other person. If you say "they allowed I " it's obviously incorrect. Most native English speakers no longer know how to use the language or just don't care.
Load More Replies...I used to love playing 'doctors and nurses', but I guess it's no fun if you're the patient on your own.
Not my parents but my sister was babysitting me and I was being an a*s so she sent me to my room. Now I had a TV so it wasn't a big deal but the buttons on it were broke so you had to use the remote. She set it to the 24/7 weather radar channel and muted it and walked out with the remote. Total b***h move
I beat up a bully, my mom had a strong conversation with me, and then took me out for Sushi.
The bully went after my son's friend. My son jumped into the fracas and piled on, shutting him down. When he came home from after-school care, he got lectured on fighting on school property and sent to his room. I then called my mother to brag on him sticking up for his friend.
Not just me? I beat up a 5th grade bully in second grade. Halloween day. She bought me two bags of candy.
This rings alarm bells for me... Beat up a bully? What were they doing. Not saying you are, but it seems that many bullies play the victim card.
One time I forged my mom's signature on a school discipline warning thing. She made me write my own signature 500 times "so I wouldn't write the wrong name again"
my dad (again) made me write "i will mind my own business" 1000 times once. It took me 11 hours with no breaks for food, water, or bathroom. Also had to do it out in the snow with a light jacket and no shoes. so yea...
when i was 7, my stepdad punished me for clogging the toilet (toilet plumbing was crappy to begin with, not my fault) he made me sit in my room and write a paragraph 1000 times about not clogging the toilet. He said if i didn't finish all of it, the number of paragraphs to earn my freedom would double the next day, so 2000, then 4000, then 8000, etc. after several days locked in my room, my mom called the whole thing off. Nothing gained from this except resentment, recluse and disassociation with family.
I once had a foster kid whose teacher sent home a reading log calendar that required a parent’s initials in each little box for days that your child read 20 minutes or more. The students who read every day of the month would receive a prize. Angel’s teacher called me. She had clearly signed all of the boxes herself… I hadn’t even seen the calendar! When questioned, she insisted she wasn’t forging MY initials. She was simply signing the boxes with her own initials. :/ We had the same initials.
Our rule was, "you can only forge my signature with my permission." Interestingly, it worked.
I was actually allowed to write my mom's signature for her. She trusted me I wouldn't use it badly. I only really used it when she forgot to sign my homework paper to show I did it, which I did i just forgot for her to sign it
Can we just take a moment to appreciate the henna in the photo? So pretty!
😂 I got detention because my school agenda wasn't complete. I went home fearing for my life... Then my big sis' own detention came by post mail.... She forged our mom's signature on a dozen of discipline reports... Let's just say that my own detention kinda passed under the radar...
I faked my teachers signature once and she just said it was impressive but not to do it again.
When I was little, my mom's go-to punishment was to make me kneel on uncooked rice for about 15 minutes. Had to keep a straight back or else the time was increased. She did this because that was how her mom punished her and her brother. She eventually stopped using this punishment after she set some clear boundaries with my very controlling grandmother. She never felt right making me do it. My little sister never had to go through it...I kind of resented that for a while, but eventually was grateful she didn't experience it.
Abusive behaviour trying to disguise itself as punishment. So glad to hear this 'punishment' was stopped.
My husband's stepmother would make him kneel on beans or marbles. :/
Load More Replies...Lucky you. I had to do it on grit rock. Half an hour with my hands held up. Extra 5 minutes every time you lower your hands. It's been decades and I still remember. Especially because I wasn't even at fault. (I was around 7 and I didn't have wellies. I was a city kid visiting a relative's farm. So they made me put on a pair of adult wellies and as I ran, I fell and stepped on a duckling. I've never been physically punished before, also said relative didn't consider it a physical punishment. She said I should have been belted. My dad caught wind of it and bought me proper boots and had a nice conversation with the witch.)
If you are abused as a child, you are never at fault. But of course it seems even more unfair, if you get punished for someone else's mistake. I'm sorry you had to go through this. I hope she was never allowed to look after you or even see you again.
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That's terrible. I'm sorry you had to go through that. Punishment should not include physical pain.
Load More Replies...Well that’s not punishment, that is straight up abuse. I will never understand the kind of people that think these up to inflict on children….you know…the ones they are supposed to protect, nurture and love.
That one is brutal. Worse than stepping on a leggo for sure! Even a pile of Legos is still better because you can move your foot away. Can't move away when mom is standing over you
In my hometown, this mother did this to her 11 year old son and she did other horrible things to him. Long story short he ended up dying and his mom got sent to jail for life on murder/man slaughter charges.
I was being a d**k as a teen (I think I was 15) and tormenting my little brother by grossing him out. Stuff like burping in his face when he didn't expect it, making him smell my feet, etc, and he really hated it. It made me laugh and I called him a pussy for being grossed out so easily.
After he came to her crying one day about it, my mom warned me that if I didn't stop, I'd be very sorry.
**I didn't listen. Worst mistake of my childhood.**
My mom ran a small "doggy daycare" / pet grooming business. The next time I did this to my brother, she put me to work cleaning filthy dog kennels - without gloves, and without a scooper.
Worse, she introduced me to what dog "a**l glands" are, which groomers often have to "express." Around 3 times a day that week, I had to express dog a**l glands. I was not allowed to wear gloves. I puked. Every. Single. Time.
She planned on the punishment lasting all week, but my bro asked her to let me off the hook after he saw how defeated and broken I looked by Wednesday.
No gloves, though? I feel like that’s too far because of exposure to disease and parasites.
Yeah my son got cat scratch fever last year and was in the hospital for a week.
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I'm pretty sure the censor dictionary was written by elderly British women. A pussy is a kitty to them, whereas be llend & k n o b (British slang for the glans) and will y are censored. If it was a 1970's BBC insult, it's censored.
Load More Replies...I just googled it and watched a video - thank goodness I haven’t had breakfast yet
please, describe it for all to read. i do not want that registered on my school search history
Load More Replies...I had my dog's glands expressed several weeks ago. We are in the exam room, about 10 ft (~3 meters) square. The vet is having a hard time getting it to work, then, suddenly, [squirt!], onto to her lab coat, her face, the floor, the far wall. She was pretty surprised, but had a good attitude about it. Stunk, but not too bad.
We used to joke that while hospitals did provide interns with rubber gloves to do rectal exams, as a cost-cutting measure, they had to turn them inside-out for re-use.
I would get grounded to the front porch because when I was grounded in my room I would entertain myself with literally anything, even lint from the carpet. So my dad finally had enough and made me sit on the front porch and I wasnt allowed to talk to anyone except to say that im grounded and cant talk
My (ex) in-laws used to have the kids sit on the porch all day during the summer. ( it was shaded) they could not go anywhere nor talk to anyone. They were reported to child services, but since they had money - the kids were fed 3x a day and the house was clean. there was no problems. When we were asked to "help" (Long story but WE did not call any authorities) we were "disowned" by the rest of the family.
Bwahahaha sorry I can just imagine walking by and having a little kid just being like "cant talk, grounded" lmaooo I would die
My mom always told me I would end up in prison.
As punishment, she would make me sit in time out under an office desk with a slat back chair turned upside down on top so the back covered the opening like bars.
Come dinner time she fed me hard rolls and water because "That's what they serve in prison."
I found out years later, while not good food, prison food is much better than hard rolls and water.
Well he had all that practice from mom…couldn’t let it go to waste.
Load More Replies...As a retired teacher, this is AWFUL and ABUSIVE. Setting low expectations like that is no way to treat a child. The school to prison pipeline is real enough... but home to prison? Makes me wonder how your mother was treated growing up, along with her parents and any siblings she had. This is so wrong.
Sounds like you didn't even do anything wrong..?? What type of b******t is that??
I was about 5. I was being a brat one day & my dad walked me up the hill to the police station. He had me sit in the mail cell. If you end up here, I'm not coming for you. I made sure to keep my nose clean after that.
I had to fill cut-open tennis balls with pennies.
I’m still... not sure what that was about.
I was innocent btw.
So there were tennis balls, that were cut open, and they had to fill said tennis balls with coins.
Load More Replies...Arnt we all innocent is the big grand United States government, err u.s. jail? (left lower case on purpose)
Me and my sister were fighting after i tried to steal some of her chili fries and she stabbed me with a fork. Dad took us out back and tied us up face to face with a rope. Told us when you figure out how to work together you will be able to get out.
okay, there were a lot of people arguing that the brother deleting the kid's PS game files was abuse, but no one has anything to say about this sh*t?
I agree with you on that. Edit: that's all I can say, but I'm agreeing
Load More Replies...Wait, so he got punished for "stealing" some of his sister's chili fries but she stabbed him with a fork and they both got punished in the same way? She stabbed him with a fork!
This probably wasn't a one-time situation, but the straw that broke the camel's back. But who knows maybe I'm wrong.
Load More Replies...Funnily enough, just this morning, my 2yo stabbed my 5yo in the head with a fork. Luckily, it was plastic and flimsy!
See, plastic is good for you! We should make all 5yos from plastic!
Load More Replies...There's a game in our townships in SA where gangsters do this, but they are each given a knife.
my mum tied my brother and sister back to back so they couldn't hit each other - so they kicked each other.
When my brother and I were little we started to play with our toys instead of cleaning them like we were told to, so my dad took us to the kitchen and made us kneel on rice until my mom saw us and had us get up. When my brother was around 7 or 8 he would chew on the collar of his shirts and make holes in them so my dad made him start eating these dog chews as punishment. He then was even more angry when my brother finished the first one and asked for a second because of how much he liked it.
My parents still brag about using the discipline system out of a book that was basically a child abuse system. Because someone with perceived authority told them it was ok, they gladly embraced it. Same thing here. Many institutions like the church and old juvenile detention centers used this method. Authoritarianism is an ugly, ugly thing.
Load More Replies...If you’ve got kids who chew on their clothes… collars, sleeve cuffs, etc. (or do other inexplicable “weird” things)… it’s probably a sensory processing issue. Kids (and adults) can be over or under stimulated by input in their environment and to help them make sense of things… they can do “weird” things. In short, kids who chew on clothing need to chew, because it helps them learn… it helps them to process information… or think. Amazon sells food grade silicone “chewies” for this exact purpose. There are pencil topper chewies, too. I keep both kinds in my classroom, because every year, I have chewers who need to learn… and clothing is expensive to have to keep replacing. :)
I used to use a pencil topper chewie as a little kid! They really do work
Load More Replies...The rice "punishment" is ABUSE! It can leave both physical and emotional scars. Rachknits is right, it's physical torture.
They were punished for playing with toys and not cleaning them? Toys are literally meant for playing with
I'm sure the point was that they were not listening...
Load More Replies...Once again. Kneeling on rice is a form of torture, and considerably worse punishment than any other post on this list. It is not easy to deal with. It is incredibly painful, and it leaves lifelong scarring and permanent damage to the tissues of the knees. Anybody that thinks it's not so bad has no idea what they are talking about. It's the most abusive thing on this list by leaps and bounds.
Is this rice punishment a cultural thing, never heard of it before, cruel and unusual punishment
Not necessarily. It's been used throughout history as a form of punishment, not just in the US, but Asia, central/South America, Africa, the Middle East and Russia/Europe, and used extensively throughout Christian homes and schools. Particularly catholic and protestant Evangelicals.
Load More Replies...When I was 6 I did something stupid that angered my dad and I wasn't allowed to mention anything related to Pokemon for a month
This sounds like a reprieve for him rather then a punishment
That should be a more common rule :p j/k. How did you do? I'd probably say all the words starting with 'po'
This made me burst out laughing. I'm sure the dad loved every minute of that punishment!
MY CRIME: I was 8 years old and decided to go on a corn field to hunt foxes with hammer and home made shurikens. I didnt tell anyone and I was gone several hours. When they found me... MY PUNISHMENT: I had to run home barefoot on dusty road in front of my father who was on a bicycle. While i was running he was telling me a story about a boy who also went on fox hunt. When parents found him, they drenched him with gasoline and kept smacking him with a stick until sausages fell from his body. I didnt mind the running, but that story gave me creeps for several years...
genitalia? organs? s**t? the kid caught the fox, made sausages with it, and when the parents found him, he hid them under his shirt? the kid caught the fox alive and hit it under his shirt, but he was a spartan and the fox just ate away at his stomach until the intestines became exposed and they were beaten out of him because he lied to his teacher about catching the fox?
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Seems like the absurdity of hunting foxes with a hammer should be immediately apparent . . . I guess it's hard for BP commenters to see from saddles that high
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I got a bad grade on a math test in elementary school. As my dad dropped me off for the day, I quickly told him he needed to sign something (the test). He was SO FURIOUS, that even though I was already late for school, he drove the 2 miles back home, spanked me and made me *walk* to school. I was soooo late.
What's abuse? Spanking or walking to school? Niether of these are abuse.
Load More Replies...I hate the word "spank". Abusive parents use it to soften the more accurate word: "hit".
This so much depends on the age of the poster. It was considered normal by everyone that children were spanked right up until around the millenium, when suddenly people started thinking about it, and realised that it wasn't the way to parent your child. I am not talking about the drunken wallops that were child abuse even then, but even Dr Spock (no relation) who wrote the goto child rearing book said later of his methods "We have reared a generation of brats. Parents aren't firm enough with their children for fear of losing their love or incurring their resentment. This is a cruel deprivation that we professionals have imposed on mothers and fathers. Of course, we did it with the best of intentions. We didn't realize until it was too late how our know-it-all attitude was undermining the self assurance of parents."
It was still abuse, intentional or not.
Load More Replies...Seemed like it's more about the "hiding it until last second" to me
Load More Replies...Wow the amount of anti-spanking in these comments is surprising. In Canada it is still legal to spank your child. And yes spanking is a form of hitting but so is punching so spanking is still an accurate description. done correctly there may be a bit of a sting but the ego hurts more than the hit. I got spanked in the 80s but just a few times... it was very effective for me which is why it happened so few times, just the threat was enough. That said for parents who find themselves using corporal punishment a lot it is obviously not effective on that child and its time to find something that is.
I'm so sorry this happened to you! A horrible way for the child to fail/fear math even more..
Wasn't allowed to go trick-or-treating that year because I didn't lie to my babysitter about not having eaten breakfast that day.
Fear of CPS? What other abuse did you endure besides not being fed?
Too many negatives in that sentence to make any sense of it. But it sucks not being able to go trick or treat on Halloween.
Sounds like not having breakfast and expected to lie and say you did and that you weren't hungry was the bigger issue.
Load More Replies...My mom had to pick me up at 4 am after receiving an underage drinking ticket. Was woken up unexpectedly at 7 am to help her go pick strawberries for 5 hours. More unique than strange but nonetheless she did good with that punishment
See…THIS is a punishment that fits the crime. Five stars for this mom.
my parents had a advertisement agency. They would also do pre-print work, i don't know the english term for it but they would do photo editing and magazine editing, yearbooks for highschools and such. I was at fifth grade. I found out they were doing the color and photo editing for a turkish porno magazine called 'CIKITA' (chikita) and took it to school and monetized it. NBA collector cards, countless chocolate bars, magic the gathering cards, soccer cards were my main currency. I was the king among men. Then a c**t tried to get his cards back and threatened me to tell the headmaster. I tore one of his cards and said if you tell them i will mess the others too. He told on me. the f****r didn't see my bluff. i mean i cut the cards just in spite. My punishment was to start working for my parents company after school for 2 hours everyday. I learned photoshop, coral, scanning old-school photo films, learned the printing machine and such. I got good so they made me work until seventh grade, until they divorced and sold the company. their divorce was the best thing happened.
Sent me to their room. My room had a full size color tv with cable, video games, and all my stuff. Their room had a bed and a tiny. black and white, tv with an antenna that only got 1 channel in well. Most boring night ever.
When I was in junior high and high school (in the 1980's), my parents used to worry about me because I "spent too much time in my room". I had a large color TV, VCR with lots of movies, an Atari and and an NES with plenty of games, my own phone and a kick @$$ stereo with an awesome selection of music (my passion)... It was heaven in my room, of course I spent too much time in there (who woundn't?)... I only came out to use the bathroom and collect snacks.
One time when I was super young, I didn’t eat all of the food on my plate my dad told me I was gonna eat it or wear it. I was full and I said I’m not gonna eat it. Then my dad slammed my head into my plate of food. Def was a very strange punishment
WTF is up with adults force feeding children? When I was 11 I was invited over to a new neighbors house for dinner & sleepover. We’d been only been friends for two weeks. My mom spoke with his mom in advance, clarified what I could/couldn’t eat and offered to bring over my dinner & snacks to not cause any inconvenience. Friends mom assured her it wouldn’t be a problem. At dinner, I was served a plate with enough food for a small family and could only eat one of the four items. The father was frustrated and told me I had to sit there until I ate it all. When I said “no” he got mean and yelled at me to never tell him “no”. So I said I was going home, the mother tried to placate me & I demanded to call my mom. She walked over to get me and both parents straight up lied to her. My mom saw through BS as I recounted the situation over & over to her. I never stayed there again. That they both lied through their teeth meant they knew what they did was wrong.
I was always told that it's "wasteful," but I don't think I was ever punished for not clearing my plate, but encouraged to. It's not so much of an issue when you serve yourself, I think, but when your parents make your plate and make you eat it all, that's a problem
Load More Replies...screenshot this post and show it to your dad. put red rings around the random anonymous posters here saying it is abuse. Hey, Topaz's dad: you are abusive. Stop it.
Load More Replies...I also had this treatment as a kid. My mom would say I was disrespectful by not clearing my plate, so she would plant my face into it, also had a milkshake poured over my head. I'm a parent now, my kids eat what they can and then are free to leave the table.
Thank you for breaking the cycle of abuse. You can be proud of yourself.
Load More Replies...I try to encourage my kids to only get as much as they think they will eat but kids don't do that. We don't enforce a clean plate rule in my house because that is so fukcing stupid. Instead we just take all of our food scraps to feed our pet pig that lives at our friend's house out in the country lol. His name is Hammy and he loves our leftovers.
When I was 16 I got caught shoplifting a cd. Thankfully they didn't press charges but my father confiscated every possession I owned short of the essentials (Mattress, blankets, clothes), and ironically, a $200 police scanner, still in the box, he didn't know about. And that's how I got into listening to police scanners.
Edit: Scanner was shoplifted as well and I never shoplifted again after getting caught.
You used to be able to buy them freely, but they've moved on to many other types of communication now, so in many countries they're fairly useless now.
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the first thing that came to my mind was that [vine](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJHRCv5P4hc)
but in reality my mom once made me clean the yard by picking up each leaf one by one and walking all the way across the yard to put each one in a bag. I was 8.
The crime, you ask? I had scared my dog on accident and the dog knocked over her water.
edit: I'm glad the penalty for my crime could be so entertaining
I had one of those palate expander things that are used when your mouth is too crowded for all of your permanent teeth. Once or twice a day, you have to take a "key", and tighten the screw in the middle of this metal bar that sits across the roof of your mouth to slowly widen your upper jaw. Felt like a medieval torture device. You bet I would shape up real fast when my mom would threaten "I'm gonna get the key!"
I had one of those in middle school. Didn't have any classes on tuesday morning so I went to the dentist's every week for that turn of key. Utilisez the teacher I had on tuesday afternoon wrote to my parents askin them to find another time for that, as I was completely "useless" for those three hours, rocking on my chair holding my mouth.
Yikes. That sounds bloody horrendous :'(
Load More Replies...Wow, great parenting; threatening your child with physical torture!
I had to wear "head gear" at night for like a year and a half when I was 10, to correct my overbite. That was definitely torture.
Not really a strange punishment, but it turned out strangely I think. When I was probably 5 or 6, something happened (literally can't remember what I did to deserve the punishment) that caused my parents to send me to my room with no lights allowed on and the door closed. I'd never been able to sleep with the door closed and at least a light on in the hall or something til then. This time? I just went to sleep after a while in there with no lights, and that was the last time I needed lights on or the door open when I went to bed. Worked out well from my point of view IMO.
*Edit: Wow this kinda blew up over the weekend. I should say that I grew up during the late 60's when spanking was just a normal thing too.. I don't remember ever actually getting spanked though. I dunno. My parents were never cruel to us when we were children. In fact, maybe I was just sent to my room and I just didn't turn on the light myself (goodness knows I could have. The switch was on the inside of my room!). I might have just pouted on my bed til I fell asleep and realized later that I didn't have the light on. It was around 50 years ago or so... I remember that it happened, but I don't remember the specific circumstances.
Wait this is making it seem like spanking is really outdated, my brother literally got one today
That's not good. I hope y'all are okay. My brother and I got spanked too though, and we're gen z. Luckily it seems to be finally going out of style.
Load More Replies...A little brother. I still don't know what I did wrong.
When I was 5 my dad had this threat he would always use that went like "putting us under the stream" or something, I can't put it right in english words. I didn't understand what that meant until one night I just couldn't fall asleep so I was there lying in bed and when he came to check up on us (shared room with my 2 sisters) and saw me awake he decided it was my fault and he had to punish me, so he dragged me to the bathroom and put my head under the running cold water tap until my hair was soaked, then sent me to bed like that. A while later when he had presumably fallen asleep my mom came, having heard the entire thing happen because I was obviously shouting at him to stop, and dried my hair, cursing him up and down. To this day I still don't understand what his logic was and he laughs about it when I mention it. He always had it out for me during those years for some reason. And if you're wondering why my mom didn't stop him my guess would be during that time housewives just didn't really go against their husbands for whatever reason, I don't hold it against her though.
In my high school years when I got in trouble my dad would hand me five dice. I’d roll them and what ever number came up, I’ll use 19 for example, I would do 19 push-ups, turn over and do 19 sit ups, turn over and do 18 push-ups and so on alternating all the way down to zero. At the time, my father was a drill sergeant in the Army. It was a pretty effective way to keep me in line.
l wouldn't be able to finish (even if I only rolled one die) and I wouldn't be able to get off the floor...
Load More Replies...My mother used to lock me in the trunk of the car if I annoyed her, I'd spend about 8 hours at a time with her driving sealed away in there. Oof, another one.it was my birthday and I didn't like the food my father made once as he puts chilli in things knowing I am allergic to them. I refused to eat it for his amusement . He stormed upstairs and chucked my presents down, he stomped on them, ripped up all my birthday cards ect. I was about 11.
Holy s**t! Locked in a trunk for 8 hours? His mom shouid be in jail
They shouldn't put stuff like this in here. This is horrific child abuse. Not creative punishment.
If I misbehaved in a car, my mom would lower the window and say that a bird would fly in if I’d continue to misbehave...
That actually happened to me. Was having an asthma attack and driving myself to doctor. It was very hot and humid and the AC was broken so all windows were wide open. Suddenly a bird flew in the driver's side backseat right over my daughter's head, hit the back window and died. It was awful.
One time my sister and I were fighting in the back seat, so my mother pulled over on the side of the highway, told me and my sister to get out of the car, and then she drove off and left us there. Came back like 20 minutes later.
When I was ages 6-10 a typical punishment consisted of being made to wear a diaper and then treated like a baby for the rest of the day. Several times I was even sent to school wearing the diaper and if anyone came over while this punishment was going on I had to them show them what I was wearing underneath my pants.
This post is getting worse and worse. Some punishments were reasonable, but most of it is just abuse.
I don't belive my parents punished me too much or strangely. However I've been living with undiagnosed autism untill just some years ago and grew up punishing myself more than my parents ever did. It's sad when teachers and parents do not realize somone has mental issues. The worst punishment i recall was when i was in the middle of a depression, telling my parents i wanted to die and all they did was replying Mom: "You make me realy upset when you say things like that" And my dad: "Do it" and the stunning reply of "I can't stop you if that's what you want but at least wait untill grandma dies." It husrt a lot to get told those things when basicly screaming for help.
When my mother found out I was depressed and self-harming, she just screamed at me and then grounded me for weeks at a time. This is why I was only 11 the first time I attempted to off myself.
This is the exact same shít I would always get from the staff at my residential treatment facility. Yes, Ms. Jill, I am cowering in the far corner of my room crying and hyperventilating and hurting myself any way I can for the sole purpose of annoying you /s.
Load More Replies...I was about 6 or 7 and an extremely picky eater (still am). I could usually be found at dinner time sitting at the table refusing to eat and my dad making me sit there until I cleared my plate. I was good at putting food in my glass of milk or in my napkin when no one was looking, so usually it was no big deal. However, on one particular night he decided to keep a close eye on me and we had crab cakes. I absolutely detest seafood of any kind. I took a big bit of the crab, probably thinking that it would go down quickly and I would be done. No, it went down and immediately came back up. My dad, being an a*****e, decided he was going to teach me a lesson, probably about wasting food and his time, and made me re-eat the crab. I asked him about this recently and of course he has no memory of it. I'll never forget it, it was that traumatizing.
What is it about parents forcing kids to eat food. It is the fast lane to an eating disorder. Ridiculous. Kids have more taste buds and definitely have a distaste for certain foods? May be related to survival, if young don't like bitter tasting food, they will be less likely to eat poisonous berries?? I have never forced my children to clear their plates. They are all unfussy eaters now with their own food likes and dislikes. Normal, in other words.
My oldest was super picky. It was frustrating to me because I love to cook and I put serious time and effort into planning and making meals. My only requirement is try a bite but he wouldn't even do that. I explained to him that it hurts my feelings because I spent so much time on something I thought everyone would like and he dismisses it without actually knowing if he likes it or not. Then i had him plan and prepare a meal for the whole family so he understood what went into making a meal. He was much more likely to at least try things after that
Was grounded so much in my life. I would say 3/5th of my 1st 16 years were grounded. Neighbor convinced my mom to take me to family counseling. When i sat down with him he asked what my main complaint with them was. I said all of the grounding. So he came up with a list of rules, and if I break them, I get kicked OUT instead of being kept in, but not kicked out to go hang with my friends. So, they put a tent up in the backyard, and when I broke a rule, I was banished to the tent for a pre determined amount of time. This didnt end up working out, because breaking curfew was 12 hours out in the tent. So I would start breaking curfew on purpose, go out to the tent, wait for my parent to go to sleep, and sneak out of the tent and go hang with my friends all night, until the night I came home to a dead patch of grass where the tent had been, and I had to sleep the night on the patio. I woke up to my next door neighbor staring at me thru the fence shaking his head. Safe to say, my parents went back to grounding me after that. Side note, the counselor we went to was later arrested for molesting children.,
My mother used to ground me for no reason so I was stuck watching my little sister all weekend while mum went out and got wasted with her friends.
Mum found out I ditched Mass at school (Catholic school), so she made me go to all seven Masses offered by my church that weekend.
Total time over the weekend spend in church was like ten hours. I had the gospel and the homily memorized.
There's no better way to turn someone off religion than by forcing them into it.
I am not sure about that. I offered our Son all religions and faiths ( avid reader), he chose atheism.
Load More Replies...My mum used to make us go to mass every Sunday. In our late teens, my brother and I would head to the evening mass, but make a detour to the nearest pub. To show that we'd gone to mass, we'd get there right at the end to see which priest was on and to pick up the newsletter. It worked well.
My mum turned off the electricity instead of turning off the WiFi when I was playing too much MC. I'm terrified of the dark and I was really scared that some monster was in the house. I screamed so loud we got noise complaints from both neighbours
I flunked Fluid mechanics twice in a row at university. My dad made me move 2 hours away from campus (was living next to campus) for the remainder of my undergraduate program (with 2 years left). Had to take a 4 hour commute every single f*****g day and where I'm at, school starts at 6:30am, so I had to be leaving my place every day at 4:30am
This is idiotic and counter productive. How the in the h3ll do they expect him to get a passing grade when he's going to be too exhausted to study and pay attention in class?
When you say you flunked Fluid Mechanics at uni...does that mean you weren't good at keg stands?
My mom made me eat a donut. I only ate half. I don't like donuts (it's something about the dough) and one morning in elementary I guess I was sassing off or something, but mom wouldn't let me eat anything else and told me I had to eat one glazed donut. So I sat at the table and picked at half the donut, and then found a book nearby and just ready for the next half hour. She came back into the room and realized I'd chosen the only logical option for a picky eater: starvation, and gave up on the punishment after a while. One friend asked why she didn't just let me starve until I was hungry enough, but that's a simple answer: I'd rather starve, and she got concerned when she realized how long I would go on juice boxes alone.
if you must know... in HS I would only eat 1 slice of cheese a day, (and drink juice). I would eat 1 meal a week. ( I was fat and this was my "diet"). i lost weight and gained a very harmful eating disorder that has now lasted me 40+ yrs. DO NOT USE food as either a punishment NOR a reward.
Load More Replies...I should add *purposely* Even anorexics don't think they will die.
Load More Replies...I don't understand forcing feeding kids stuff they don't like. Sure you have to get them to try stuff bit if my kid repeatedly says they don't like something then they don't have to eat it. My 12 year old has an aversion to beans. We've had him try a variety over the years just to see if it was something he would develop a taste for but he absolutely hates beans so no beans for him. I am the same way with tomatoes. They make me gag just smelling them. He said he feels the same way about beans so I get it.
Bit of backstory, parents divorced, my mother, brother and I moved, eventually mother remarried to our Stepnazi Stepdad ( he felt like dealing with the SS from a teens perspective) - at this time I was around 14, and I didnt care for TV at all, internet was my go to. So, middle of summer, I came home from school and head up to my room to find my brother and Stepfather connecting a TV in my room. I wasnt asked if I wanted one, I wasnt given a choice, I got home and they were connecting the wires. I didnt want this TV, firstly because, I wouldnt use it, it's not like they got a new TV either, it was an old fatback tv we already had, so no issue there. Secondly, my room had an angled ceiling so space was already something lacking, and I had no where to fungshwei this thing with the room. So I told them, thanks but I really dont want a TV and I swear it looked like I called him a piece of s**t dog f****r. Immediate screaming about how ungrateful I am. Grounded for 3 weeks, yadda yadda yadda, which for him back then, 3 weeks was generous. I'm fuming because I figured at that age, not wanting a TV would be fine, if not better because I didnt want to be glued to it like he was to his. But the real kicker is at dinner, he told me to pay him back for the cable he bought to hook up my TV. That's one of his qualities I guess. TL;DR got grounded for 3 weeks for not wanting a TV in my room.
Not me, but my older brother. Got into a little fight with a teammate on his Little League team who happened to be the coach's son. Both kids were at fault and the coach was a great guy so he approached my mom after the practice to tell her what happened. She was pissed so her punishment for him was to dress him up in full uniform, bring him to his team's next game, but have him sit in the bleachers with all the families. Absolutely humiliating for him, he totally learned his lesson, and never had a problem with that moving forward. To this day he says it was by far the most effective punishment he ever received.
My parents didn't believe in punishing us but I think my dad just wanted to take a nap one day in the summer when me and my siblings were being loud and fighting with each other in the house. He got angry and told us to go to our rooms with the door closed and TV off. He never came in to check on us so we watched TV at a really low volume.
My dad's punishments were odd. If he caught me doing something I wasn't meant to, he wouldn't stop me from doing it, he'd make me do it more and more until I was sick of it. It worked quite well tbh. Edit: so alot of people seem to think I'm a guy, sorry folks I have a vagina.
That reminds of that King of the Hill episode when Hank found Bobby smoking a cigarette, and he made him smoke an entire pack to make him sick, but just made him addicted to nicotine.
It wasn't a pack, it was a full carton. Hank doesn't do half measures.
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I got grounded a lot. That’s not weird, but my mom refused to call it a grounding. She’d just give me a bunch of individual punishments that added up to a grounding—can’t leave the house, can’t hang out with friends, can’t play with most of my toys—but if I told someone I was grounded she got upset. I think maybe the distinction she had in her head was that I was allowed to leave my room and talk to my family members, instead of being kept in my bedroom like her parents’ version of grounding.
Give me my dessert on top of the vegetables I didnt want to finish. The next time I made sure to finish my plate. Odd perhaps, but it worked.
Broccoli and custard is OK. Potato chips and ice-cream not so much. So, I experimented myself some years ago.
Load More Replies...If I got into "fights" with my brother / sister, we had to stand nose to nose for an hour. UGH!
Dude me and my siblings would end up laughing and getting our heads smashed together
Same with me and my brothers, it would sound hollow af.
Load More Replies...Made me eat biscuits and gravy. I absolutely hated that food as a kid, my obese step father hated it. So often the punishment was having those for dinner. I often just didn't eat, which was fine by him, he got my portion.
So your stepfather liked them, otherwise why would he get your portion?
Which country are you from? If America, do you mean scones? Or biscuits, like an Anzac biscuit?
An American biscuit is similar in texture to a scone but is less dense, often flaky and light in texture and almost breadlike in flavor. It's kinda like if you crossed a croissant with a crumpet.
Load More Replies...Not me, but a friend of mine. Him and his older brother used to always get in fist fights and and up bloody and bruised when they were young. Their dad couldn't for the life of him figure out how to stop it. One time after an unusually brutal fight he had enough. He ordered both of them to sit on the couch side by side and hold hands for 30 minutes. My friend said it was the longest 30 minutes of his life. Needless to say the fighting calmed down a lot after that.
Dad made me splice together his old 8mm vacation films into a Vine style highlight reel after I hurt his feelings by refusing to see Chef with him.
His dad made him edit old vacation films - as in film strips, where you have to physically cut and tape frames together - because OP didn't want to watch a movie with him ("Chef" is the name of the movie)
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I was deathly afraid of my basement, and the threat for not adhering to lights-out time was being forced to sleep in the basement for the night.
Anyway, I forget what I was doing but I was up to no good one night, probably reading comic books with a flashlight or something. I got sent to sleep in the basement and was pretty much up all night being super scared.
It was threatened a lot but I think it only actually happened once.
We had a super creepy basement with an even more terrifying unfinished "wine cellar" in the back--concrete floor, exposed pipes and wires in the wall, no lights. My mother would lock us in there for hours at a time as a punishment.
My dad made me take apart a super cub aircraft engine and put it back together. My dad then got in the plane an flew to Boston. This was after I f****d up badly. He wanted to make the point. That my actions had consequences and that if I f****d up something like that again someone I love could die. Dad didn’t check the engine before he flew out . He looked me dead in the eye and said that I trust you, every time you have to do something like this, my life is in your hands. Your mother and I trust you. Put the faith we have in you to work. You aren’t a stupid kid. Act like it. That moment f*****g terrified me for a second, but I knew I had done the job right. Not really a punishment more of a life lesson , in my dad’s style.
I dunno... To put the responsibility of risking/saving your life into your child's hands on purpose? That kind of responsibility could wear down an adult, who is not related to that person. It is in no way a thing a child should EVER have to worry about :(
I'm guessing that the dad DID check it, and it was most likely a test to see how confident his kid was in their work/if the kid was being honest.
Load More Replies...When my brother and I were small my mom would put us in the bath together, I liked to put my lips on the surface of the water and blow bubbles. My brother however, would yell to my dad that I was drinking bathwater, and he would come in shove my head underwater for 10 seconds or so repeatedly while yelling "you like to drink bathwater, go ahead drink all you want!". Oh the fun times we had!!
My parents took the bedroom door off it's hinges. For a month, I had no quiet or privacy to sleep, relax, or do homework.
If my parents had done this I would have left home at the first opportunity and never gone back.
I ran from home once as a teen because my mother found p*rn in the computer's browser history and labeled me "a danger to my siblings". My first punishment was having my phone taken away. Problem was, I pretty much believed her, and I left while no one was home so that I couldn't even risk being that danger. After 3 days or so, the people who found me insisted I call her. I didn't want to go back, but when police took me home the first thing she did was give my phone back. Having no way to contact your missing child is very scary. I hope you have a better relationship with your parents now.
Load More Replies...My dad did this one time after I ran away (cause he was an emotionally abusive alcoholic a*s) , he also removed everything but my bed and dresser.
My daughter's best friend's stepdad did this to her. So she came and lived at my house for a month until things calmed down (and would have been welcome longer). Stepdad later trashed the house, and even later tried to burn it down while holding her mother hostage. He's now in jail, hopefully for a long time (there were outstanding warrants no one knew about). The door thing was definitely a red flag there.
I used to think this was an ok punishment. But after reading the perspective of the kids on BP it changed my mind. My son did lose his door once but that was because he intentional broke it and I made him work to pay for the new one before he got one. We hung up black out curtains in its place until then
Not my parents but a nun at the parochial school I attended: She kept a handful of uncooked rice in the top center drawer of her desk. She would sprinkle a little bit on the floor in the corner and then make us kneel on it. Not bad for the first 20 seconds but then it was like KNIVES stabbing your kneecaps!
because in the olden days it was a cheap and easy way of physical abuse that has been passed on for generations by narrow-minded jerks.
Load More Replies...I heard this was used as "punishment" from dark ages to 19th century in schools. Apparently they thought it was effective. Or perhaps these people just liked to abuse children. I had no idea this survived to modern times. Whoever do this to child is abusive a*****e.
The nuns at my school would make us kneel on the marble floor in the chapel and say THE ENTIRE ROSARY.
My dad sent me to my room. No biggie right? Well that’s until you hear why. Reason: I did my f**king homework. He claims I was in his way and needed to get out for some exercise, but it was already overdue so I couldn’t. Although I think the only reason he acted this way is because of his mood swings that he gets from his PTSD. I love him, but his mental issues are a nightmare when in action
Mow the lawn with one of those ancient lawn mowers. It sucked.
like, the ones with a spinning bar with blades on, a scythe, or a sheep. how far back are we going.
I had abusive parents so I was once grounded to my room with no TV, games, etc. for 3 months because I walked home from school with a neighbor (I was told I couldn't be around him) after my parents forgot to pick me up. The punishment =/= the crime wasn't the strange part, though. The strange part was that all I was allowed to have was books, and I'm an introvert who loves to read, so it wasn't even really a punishment.
If you're not Korean, this might seem strange but whenever I got in trouble, I'd have to kneel down and keep my arms raised until my parents decided it was enough. If I did something really bad, I'd have to hold a chair above my head.
Lol not really. I'm American, and here's another example of this "abuse". After a particularly bad game of middle school basketball, my team returned to our school. Our coach took us to the gymnasium and made a circle with cones. He then required us to jog laps around the circle while keeping our hands over our heads. If one of us started to go too slow or lowered his hands too much, he would announce the addition of time to a clock we couldn't see. We could have heated the gym by ourselves once we finished! It felt like hours, but it taught us lessons in endurance and team spirit. It also was an easy thing to remember so we were motivated for future games. Can't say the same lessons were expressed by these parents, but it doesn't sound like a day-long punishment. In fact the constant effort would likely make a child think about what they did more than being sat in a corner.
Load More Replies...My parents made me join my school's cross country team because I quit the football team. They also made me join the basketball team. And the debate team. I think they had like three ideas for punishment and just did all of them.
i had to writte 500,000 sentences once. i got about 1/3 of the way done and my dad noticed i was writing one word at a time down the list (because in my mind that was faster) and he made me start over. the funny part is, i cant remember what the sentence was or why i had to write them in the first place
My dad once came and removed an essential fuse out of "my" car. Rather - the car that he purchased, paid to maintain, and let me drive. I don't even remember what I did. But I went inside, called my friend Rusty, and had him bring me a bulk pack of fuses from Walmart so I could pop one back into the fuse panel.
Let me first say that my mom rarely punished me because I was a kind of a goody two shoes. Anyway, when I was in fourth grade I forgot to bring a homework assignment to class. My teacher made me sit outside the class while they went over the assignment. I was soooo embarrassed because I hadn't ever gotten into trouble at school and because my cousin's class was next door so he saw me sitting outside and he and his friends teased me quite a bit. I was a shy kid so the teasing was horrible. When we got home my cousin then told both my aunt and my mom what happened so my mom decided to punish me by making me sit on the porch and watch all the kids play kickball without me. Looking back, the punishment was odd. I was on punishment but still got to go outside and at least chat with my friends. Plus, it's not like the punishment would motivate me to do better...I was a goody two shoes who made one mistake.
My mom took away my completed homework before I could turn it in, because she knew that’s what would get to me the most. She also took away my books. And washed my mouth out with soap.
My mom got frustrated with me while I was doing homework (I was reaaally bad at math) so she tore it up in front of me. I had to tell the teacher I forgot it at home
When I was in the 7th grade I got a 2 day suspension for fighting. We were playing kickball and this one kid, Alexis, was being a real d**k with everyone. Purposely trying to bean them as pitcher and running into them trying to knock them over when he was taking a base. I'm playing 2nd base at one point and he runs into me like that knocks me back (he was pretty fat so it was a hard hit) and I just lost it and got up and started throwing punches. The gym teacher came and broke us up right away and dragged us to the principals office. I'm lucky that it wasn't now because I would have probably gotten expelled, but I got off with just 2 days of suspension. I explained to my parents why I was fighting and they understood I was just standing up to an a*****e. It just so happened that my grandfather and aunt were visting from Mexico during that time. That aunt is 7 years younger than me, my grandfather had another kid with his new wife in his 60s, and my parents decided that my punishment would be to babysit and play with her the two days I was out of school. I always found it funny that my punishment for fighting was being a babysitter so my dad and my grandpa could do more stuff without a hyper little kid around.
I failed PE, because I wouldn’t dress out. My dad was so flabbergasted that I got no punishment. My parents believed in beatings, so it was strange. Coincidentally, that’s when I joined marching band. (Counted as PE credit).
This genuinely needs a trigger warning. I only managed the first few before giving up on what is basically "my parent was an abusive POS - LOL!". If that's what you need to think for your own mental wellbeing then you do you, but let's not pretend these stories of children being hit / starved / humiliated by their caregivers are anything other than reports of historic child abuse.
My parents once caught my sister online after midnight, which they said was against the rules. They cut off the internet, but my brother just plugged it back in once they went to sleep. How old were we? Sister 24, brother 20, me 19. My parents neglected us and every once in a while when they got fed up would "put their foot down" for like a day, then give up. My parents were so preoccupied with their dysfunctional marriage they didn't notice we grew up.
When my teenage son decided it was okay to be VERY disrespectful and disobedient I took away all his electronics and electronic privileges for other rooms of the house. He could earn back one of his items each week for good behavior but would lose them all again for disrespect. After those 6 weeks, he never disrespected us again. Find out what the kid really likes or really hates and combine with natural or logical consequences.
I think you need to reconsider what respect means. A hint: It doesn't mean being scared of punishment.
Load More Replies...I am appalled at the punishments meted out to these people. Physical abuse is never the right thing to do.
When I was around 12, my mum asked my brother and I to clean our room, and we were watching TV. We basically ignored her, and she was getting more and more annoyed. So, my father just walked into the room, unplugged the TV, and cut the plug off. He then turned to us and quietly said "go clean your room". I've never moved so fast in my life. To be clear - I don't think this was abusive at all, unlike a lot of the examples in this list, but it was damn effective.
When I was 14, my brother and I forgot to do a chore (I think it was cleaning out the dishwasher), and when my dad found out, he screamed at us and he threatened to shoot the dogs. As if that wasn't traumatic enough, I told my school counselor the next day (not trying to get him in trouble, just wanted to get it off my chest) and she reported him to the police. They ended up talking to him (he wasn't arrested or anything) and, BOY, was he MAD about that. He straight told me that next time something is bothering me to just keep it to myself so I don't get anyone else in trouble. Basically, never express my feelings ever again. I still haven't forgiven him for that, but I know he won't remember anyway.
You have to be licensed to use a car, but not have children or (in the US) buy a gun. This explains a *lot*.
The only true thing you said was about the children. To use a car you don't have to be licensed except to drive it on public roads. Everywhere else (farms, private roads, rec. areas, ect) it isn't required. And i would add that no ID is required to purchase a car from any retailer. And in the US to buy a gun from a retailer you do have to have an ID and a background check per the law. Please stop spreading false info.
Load More Replies...So what I'm getting from the comments is that you can't punish children, or else it's abusive. If your kid doesn't like what you did, that's abuse. I agree that a number of these went too far, but it just makes me question what an "okay" punishment is because even some mundane sounding ones were getting called abuse.
This genuinely needs a trigger warning. I only managed the first few before giving up on what is basically "my parent was an abusive POS - LOL!". If that's what you need to think for your own mental wellbeing then you do you, but let's not pretend these stories of children being hit / starved / humiliated by their caregivers are anything other than reports of historic child abuse.
My parents once caught my sister online after midnight, which they said was against the rules. They cut off the internet, but my brother just plugged it back in once they went to sleep. How old were we? Sister 24, brother 20, me 19. My parents neglected us and every once in a while when they got fed up would "put their foot down" for like a day, then give up. My parents were so preoccupied with their dysfunctional marriage they didn't notice we grew up.
When my teenage son decided it was okay to be VERY disrespectful and disobedient I took away all his electronics and electronic privileges for other rooms of the house. He could earn back one of his items each week for good behavior but would lose them all again for disrespect. After those 6 weeks, he never disrespected us again. Find out what the kid really likes or really hates and combine with natural or logical consequences.
I think you need to reconsider what respect means. A hint: It doesn't mean being scared of punishment.
Load More Replies...I am appalled at the punishments meted out to these people. Physical abuse is never the right thing to do.
When I was around 12, my mum asked my brother and I to clean our room, and we were watching TV. We basically ignored her, and she was getting more and more annoyed. So, my father just walked into the room, unplugged the TV, and cut the plug off. He then turned to us and quietly said "go clean your room". I've never moved so fast in my life. To be clear - I don't think this was abusive at all, unlike a lot of the examples in this list, but it was damn effective.
When I was 14, my brother and I forgot to do a chore (I think it was cleaning out the dishwasher), and when my dad found out, he screamed at us and he threatened to shoot the dogs. As if that wasn't traumatic enough, I told my school counselor the next day (not trying to get him in trouble, just wanted to get it off my chest) and she reported him to the police. They ended up talking to him (he wasn't arrested or anything) and, BOY, was he MAD about that. He straight told me that next time something is bothering me to just keep it to myself so I don't get anyone else in trouble. Basically, never express my feelings ever again. I still haven't forgiven him for that, but I know he won't remember anyway.
You have to be licensed to use a car, but not have children or (in the US) buy a gun. This explains a *lot*.
The only true thing you said was about the children. To use a car you don't have to be licensed except to drive it on public roads. Everywhere else (farms, private roads, rec. areas, ect) it isn't required. And i would add that no ID is required to purchase a car from any retailer. And in the US to buy a gun from a retailer you do have to have an ID and a background check per the law. Please stop spreading false info.
Load More Replies...So what I'm getting from the comments is that you can't punish children, or else it's abusive. If your kid doesn't like what you did, that's abuse. I agree that a number of these went too far, but it just makes me question what an "okay" punishment is because even some mundane sounding ones were getting called abuse.
