How did your parents discipline you?

Got a lot of the belt..switches..wooden spoons...slapped...punched...you name it, I got it..meh, whatever...they had no clue

 

spanked, grounded, priveledges revoked. depended on the severity of the crime.

 

when i tired burning down a garage...yea, that was about the worst discipline session i have ever had...not fun, especially being brought home by the cops

 

My dad would pull me by the ears whenever I did something wrong. I look like this now --> :bigear:

My brother, sister, and I woulds usually get wooden spoon or belt as kids. But normally they'd threaten us that if we didnt behave then the "Opeyarr's" and "Pekaninny Pekniff's" would come get us.

According to my parents the opeyarr's were these half donkey half alien things with weird slug like eyes and the pekaninny's were these little balls of fur with huge sharp teeth that rolled around in groups. They'd all take bad kids away and hide them in caves, wrapping them in weird cocoon's to save for a fiest.

Such were our bedtime stories.

 

if they're still around, you're old enough now you can probably give them a really good beating for all you endured as a kid. one asskicking, no matter how bad, is scarcely evening it out, either, let alone going overboard. so you wouldn't have cause to feel bad about it, either.
i mean, you know, if you're ever back in that part of the world.

 

This sounds kinda silly but I sort of feel sorry for my Mum. She was just doing as best she could, using the tools of her upbringing. She had a pretty hard time.

As for my Dad, I used to be very angry. I often thought about beating the crap out of him if I ever met him, but with age and time, that feeling has mellowed a lot.

I dunno, I guess they just tried their best. I turned out alright after a bumpy ride. I have no real bitterness to be honest, but I would like to ask my Dad a few questions if I ever met him again. He'd be pushing 70 now.

 

i am pretty sure they did not discipline me at all. The daily life just made me what i am. of course they have told me how to use fork and a knife, but that`s just a matter of simple culture. I have never been beaten, nothing has ever been forbidden to me.Money had never been a problem to me, because my mother has always sponsored me...if i can say it that way. I was given personal freedom at the early age of 13. You can say that was the time when i started to decide when to come home at night on my own, if i was going to smoke, if i was going to drink..everything actually the choice was all mine to take. I guess my mother thought that was the best way to form my own individuality, without interventions. the things i have learned from her is that i must be a very well educated woman and a very well maintained one (in a matter of physical appearance )..ah yes and she gave me some kind of love towards money, not big but still it`s there.

 

ok, ok, then just a shiner, don't have to beat him within an inch of his life or anything....

idk... i can understand not being bitter about it and letting it rule your life. but i can't understand sympathizing with them in the least. to say someone who beats the shit out of their kids is simply "doing their best" sounds like a cop out to me.

but its not my issue, and i dont know the whole story and can't say how you should feel. just that my first impression says it seems a little stockholm syndrome-y.

i'd hope if it were me i'd take the time to look them up sometime and give them a good what-for and let em know why and be on my way. but that doesn't mean it's the "right" thing....your way does sound more mature

 

Are you Irish? It semms to be a common theme in Irish families, much like hispanic families over here. I wonder if it has to do with catholocism. Is your family catholic.

 

me either...


i got my ass beat many times many ways as a child...

 

Irish? Yes.
Catholic? By default.
Beaten? Definitely.
Connected? Possibly.

However, I also had a lot of childhood friends who were never hit, so I'm not so sure of the connection. I do believe it can easily be passed from generation to generation, and in the bad old days the Irish(and the Christian brothers and convent schools) were famously violent towards children.

I have had to train myself to refrain from expressing anger through acts of violence. It's something I'm quite proud of actually.

 

Maybe I am making excuses for them, but if there is one thing that life has thought me it's that sometimes people do actually do their best and it's still not good enough.

It's also possible that I would like to think that the people who spawned me were good people, rather than monsters, for my own mental health. My mum actually didn't hit us that much but she was at least an accomplice by her seeming acceptance of my father's methods.

Who knows? I have hopefully learned from their mistakes and will endeavour to bring my kids(if I ever have any) up in a very different manner.

 

Shit, you should be proud. That's no easy feat when it's what was nurtured into you. It's good you know you didn't deserve it and weren't 'bad'. I talk to so many adults who were beaten as kids and their response is usually 'well i was a really bad kid'.

 

I wasn't allowed to go outside a play for a day when I was a kid and did something wrong. A few times my mom lost it and hit me, but she's a single parent who worked full-time and went to college 1/2 time and was YOUNG. We went to counseling for it (it wasn't bad enough to be a CPS issue) when I was 10 and it never happened again. When I was a teenager I never got introuble. I graduated high school at 16 and was really old for my age, so as long as I was home by 2am and went to all my college classes and went to my debate and track practices my mom was happy.

 

I was spanked and then my mom would sit me down and explain to me why I was spanked and why I shouldn't repeat my bad behavior. As I got older I was grounded with things I enjoyed taken away. My mom never beat me until I got in college. Unfortunately for me that happened to coincide with her going through the change. She was a scary person to be around during that time. She's actually better now.

 

my mom was, well still is, extremely catholic, and i was raised as such too. i don't recall any mention of beating kids in the religion...

my mom did occasionally spank me, but usually went with taking away privileges. my dad, who was not catholic, did punch me a couple times, but not for disciplinary purposes, as he did not discipline me, ever.

 

Oh wow.

I'm the opposite, and my parents too. And that makes me very happy

 

well i`m happy the way i was raised too. i can never imagine myself turned out any other way than what i am, and i am massively grateful to my mother for her liberal open minded decisions for me

 

Since we now have this new thread I'll post here.

haha.. Another thing my mum loves to do is pinch my cheeks as hard as she can and say 'indian love!!'. If I can't get away I just call my brother; we're a team, we rescue each other.


Honestly, I've never done anything particularly bad. Forgot my library books, am rude at times, am annoying of course. They've never had to discipline me. There was a time I earned for my independance and then I found teh interwebs and now they have to work to get me off here.

They moan at me though, complain, my mum shouts a lot. Actually she's shouting at my dad as I type, if it's something big then we all try and talk it out but usually we just argue. Eh.. I love my family.

 

I didn't really need disciplining.

"I'm disappointed in you" worked well enough.

Other than that, mum kind of let us go our own way.