spankings

[Capmaster]

I got hit as a kid too. There wasn't a single ass whipping that I didn't deserve.

Excellent point Teegee! I deserved the ones I got as well.

My mother was nuts. She would hit me with whatever was in her hands. I got busted over the back of the head with a cast iron skillet that she was frying potatoes in...made me clean up the potatoes and peel news ones. Got whipped with a chain dog leash...and the dog was still on the other end but her favorite was that little metal shovel that you use to clean the ashes out of a fireplace or wood burning stove....not the one with the long skinny handle, but the shorter one with a wide pan. Of course when I was a littler kid there was always the hotweels race tracks....

Holy shit northcat I'm going to be a lot nicer to you from now on

[northcat_8]

I'm not looking for sympathy...I was not exactly the nicest kid, I got what I deserved. Besides I was the oldest and you know she's bound to make some mistakes...it's all good. I didn't hit my kids like that, they did get spanked but always with my hand.

What's funny as I look back on it was my dad. When I got cracked with the skillet...after I peeled the new potatoes, I went in the living room and my dad says "what was that all about?" and I said "mom told me to get off the phone and I said "I'll be off the damn phone in a minute"." and he said "Oh...and how did that work out for you?" smartass

Those psychologists can give me a break on the whole spanking issue. Just about every kid who's parents maintain interest, are involved in their lives, and talk to their kids...the kids will turn out A-OK the vast majority of the time. It's those kids who's parents don't give a shit, turn them loose, and become buddies with their kids that turn out all screwed up. I've witnessed that first hand, I don't need a shrink to tell me or debate that, I see that with my own eyes. Parent teacher conferences the only parents I ever see are parents of the kids that are doing fine. Parents of my dilenquents are the ones that I see in class because they have to come to school by order of the court because their child has committed some crime or is truent everyday and skips classes on the days he is there. That's not speculation...that's a fact.

[teegee420]

I got busted over the back of the head with a cast iron skillet that she was frying potatoes in...made me clean up the potatoes and peel news ones.

**** ME!! I got hit with a frying pan too but it was on the ass and the thing was empty. I remember another time I was bugging my mom while she was sitting on the couch. Without a word she slugged me right in the bread basket and knocked the wind out of me. I was pretty quiet after that one.

Got whipped with a chain dog leash...and the dog was still on the other end

Jesus Christ!

but her favorite was that little metal shovel that you use to clean the ashes out of a fireplace or wood burning stove....not the one with the long skinny handle, but the shorter one with a wide pan.

Dude!!!

Of course when I was a littler kid there was always the hotweels race tracks....

Now there's one I can relate to. Those things hurt like a ************!

....don't spank your kids???? PHHHHHHHHHttttttttt..........I say beat their little asses, it won't hurt them, look at me I turned out semi alright

I love when people say things like "Don't hit your kids, it only teaches them how to hit". Bullshit. It teaches them to sit down and shut the **** up!

[AND1]

I was hit with a hanger...

On the other hand I was bad when I was young.

[indolikaa]

Not that I can remember. I was actually a pretty well-behaved kid.

[northcat_8]

Now there's one I can relate to. Those things hurt like a ************!

that's no bullshit right there...had the red white and blue Hotwheels track and the orange Matchbox track...damn did those hurt.

I love when people say things like "Don't hit your kids, it only teaches them how to hit". Bullshit. It teaches them to sit down and shut the **** up!

ROFLMAO, you are killing me...*wiping tears from eyes*...

[teegee420]

Not that I can remember. I was actually a pretty well-behaved kid.

You just got worse with age, huh?

[northcat_8]

Not that I can remember. I was actually a pretty well-behaved kid.

What the **** happened??? :P :P

[Sifaga]

got beat up by mum and dad then when they stopped my big bro took over,

times like when i would get home on sunday evening from friday school still in my school uniform

fists were fine broomsticks hurt

worst ive seen was a guy been beat by his dad who used the flat side of a machette (Knife)

[teegee420]

Does anyone else kind of enjoy seeing parents beat their kids in public? I do. When the kid is particularly bad I sometimes want to offer to hold the little bastard.

[indolikaa]

Not that I can remember. I was actually a pretty well-behaved kid.

You just got worse with age, huh?

Why yes, yes I did. It started with that first cigarette in 7th grade and went straight to hell from there.

What the **** happened??? :P :P

I blame the government. I was reasonably normal before I started working for Uncle Sam.

[Sifaga]

what about the excuses you had to give to your teachers

cause i played rugby on saturdays i always used that

[northcat_8]

@TeeGee -

A few years ago I was at a jam packed football game, I'm sitting beside this black lady and 3 kids were sitting in front of us and were goofing around flicking ice at each other, hitting each other with a program. It was getting annoying. This black lady snatches the program from the one kid and just smacks the shit out of the 3 kids. I asked her "are those your kids?" she said "HELL NO!!! I would beat the shit out of my kids for acting like that."

@Sifaga -

Excuses for teachers??? I think my teachers were living vicariously through my parent's eyes and taking some degree of satisfaction just imagining how gratifying physically smacking me would be.

Like I said, I wasn't exactly a good kid. I got kicked off the bus for blowing one of those air horns at a train crossing I don't give a damn, that was funny, I got in alot of trouble over that one but that was worth it, I still laugh about that sometimes. Loved to super glue teacher's pens and pencils to their desk, chalk in the tray, meter sticks together. I called my accounting teacher at 5:30 AM and told her we were on a 2 hour delay for fog (which happens regularly). Vaseline on drawers, removing batteries from calculators...there's a list. And to be honest, if I had a kid do what I did in class...well lets just say that I understand where my teachers were coming from

[indolikaa]

I like getting spanked now.

Especially by my wife...when she's wearing her Krusty the Klown lingerie.

[Rookie64]

And to be honest, if I had a kid do what I did in class...well lets just say that I understand where my teachers were coming from

I didn't...I was a good kid and still got hit

Must've just been my luck to get on a teacher's last nerve while PMS was taking over

I got brutally beaten for whispering in class...or for talking in the hall.


Worst thing I've done was not have all my homework done - not 'cause I was lazy...they just piled it on ya night after night.
When was a kid supposed to have any time to be a kid...and I grew up in a time when there were no PCs or even VCRs...my home environment wasn't the same as in school...something teachers often take for granted.
I came from a big family and there were many distrations there....not a place to concentrate.
My grades were good...I did most of my homework...but it was always what you didn't do instead of you did achieve that they strike you down for.

Anyway, it was some of my classmates that really felt sorry for - this one poor girl was abused by one teacher...and it was that she just didn't know an answer to something. Someone having trouble with their math isn't a reason to slap the living hell out of 'em.

If anything...watching people get beaten taught me compassion, and I know I'd never lay a hand on anyone...ever.
Just being yelled at was more than enough to get the point across....and it can make a person feel very degraded...I'm not talking 1st grade.
I must say verbal abuse did more damage than physical abuse could...sometimes when someone cuts you down to size is what affects you the rest of your life.

And that I'm a very liked person by most everyone I meet..it never goes away that one or two didn't like you along the way.
Took me time to realize the problem was them and not me.


A classmate of mine ended up killing someone - in a really sick way.
I think I was the only person that was nice to him...he got picked on by a lot of people, then got into drugs.
Didn't surprise me he ended up in jail but I never thought he'd mutilate a human being.

He gave me the creeps last time I remember seeing him...weird how things sometimes turn out.

[teegee420]

Wow. We're one fucked up bunch here, aren't we? I wouldn't have it any other way. The place just wouldn't be the same.

[Sifaga]

I remember the Nuns were very savage

they used to have that big ring on their finger, you used to get that on the head.

you used to get it for things like using your left hand to write instead of your right hand

[teegee420]

you used to get it for things like using your left hand to write instead of your right hand

Well that's undertandable.

[Cobra]

Like I said, I wasn't exactly a good kid. I got kicked off the bus for blowing one of those air horns at a train crossing

Nice!

[Capmaster]

I was always getting into trouble in high school. I was reasonably well-behaved before that. Once my freshman year in HS, we had homeroom in the business classroom with lots of calculators and typewriters (before the days of PCs). This was in a high school of 4,400 and in a building that was built in 1916.

They'd leave the power to the desks turned off until the class started to keep us from playing with the machines in homeroom. I pulled off this copper capillary tube from the radiator, since it was a good conductor, and wrapped it around the prongs of the plug from a typewriter and plugged it back in. After homeroom when the class started, they threw the switch and it took out the lights on that whole hallway for a while. I ended up paying for the radiator capillary tube and the thermostat it came from :P

I was always getting busted for smoking in the boy's room. Once I got caught with an M-80 in my pocket and got suspended for that. Too many instances to list here.

I got my shit in one sock at about the age of 17 and decided there was no future in being a juvenile delinquent.

[Guest]

In 3rd grade we were going to smoke out the big fat art teacher with some smoke bombs. Someone else in class got in trouble and narced us out before we could unleash our devious plan. Moms wasnt to happy bout it though

[Rookie64]

I was always getting into trouble in high school. I was reasonably well-behaved before that.

High School years were fun for me - we did some pretty wild things back then 8)


Worst years for me were 5th, 7th and 9th grade

3rd was when I got hit the most but I'd say I had more fun that year than having it bad. Despite the teacher's faults, she was a lot of fun...you just didn't want to get on her bad side

[offline]

Once or twice I was spanked or hit by my parents. On the otherhand
my teachers wacked the hell out of me in junior school.

[Capmaster]

Once or twice I was spanked or hit by my parents. On the otherhand
my teachers wacked the hell out of me in junior school.

Me and my friend Ken were in the balcony of the fieldhouse in HS, screaming obscenities and rude sounds at Mr. Gardner, the unpopular gymnastics coach who was setting up the bars and stuff for a meet on the main floor. Mr. Gardner was a real jagoff, so we used to tease him relentlessly. He had no lips so we called him "snake".

Anyways, we were carrying on and laughing our asses off, and he started slowly walking towards the stairs, then he disappeared under the balcony. We started walking slowly away and, I'll tell you, that guy was a fast little ******. He ran up the flight in about 1 second, caught us, and punched both of us on the side of the head, banging our heads against the lockers.

We knew we messed up, figured we got what we deserved, and now we laugh about it to this day. Nowadays, the parents would have sued the shit out of the school for that and the coach would have lost his job and maybe been jailed for battery of a student.

WTF? We did the crime, we deserved a smack in the head, which we got. End of story. I don't hold it against Mr. Gardner. If some punk-asses did that to me and I was the coach, I would love to do the same thing and it probably would be a better lesson for them than just detention or something.

[gitreel]

I think the parents have a class on how to beat their kids ass

[flaninacupboard]

i remember one time my mum was upset so i made her a cup of tea. she took it from me and then threw it at me. it was kinda hot...

another time my dad threw a saucepan at me, i jumped and it just missed me, hit the step into the bathroom and got a big dent it it. i don't remember any other times, but i know they happened.


i think the "i will teach my child to behave well without resorting to smacking" need their heads examined. how do you reason with a three year old in a tantrum? tell him if he doesn't behave he'll only earn 10K a year at mcdonalds instead of 50K as a laywer, it doesn't work like that!

[indolikaa]

Have you ever been horsebeaten in front of other people, and laughed about it?


My freshman year in high school I had a math teacher who gave me grief to no end. It was honors Algebra, and she was convinced I was cheating because I always finished my test WAY earlier than everybody else. It got to the point where I finally complained about it to my mom.

So mom and dad take time off from work to come to the parent conference. Which is, I'd like to add, being 'hosted' by the assistant principal whose been best friends with my parents since they were all in college together. You think the teacher would have a clue at this point? Not!

So my mom starts in on her, and this doesn't work real well because she is also a high school teacher. Now we're not five minutes into this conference and I'm already so bored I'm playing pocket pool in a desparate attempt to stay awake. I'm jolted back into reality by something my teacher says: "If he's finishing tests that quick, he must be cheating."

My father, who hasn't said one word since the conference began, says: "As an educator, you should know better than to equate time with quality."

And her response? "And just what do you know about teaching, Mr. Khan?"

My jaw drops, my mom's jaw drops, the principal's jaw drops, but my dad simply raises an eyebrow, much like Mr. Spock. His response?

"It might have something to do with the fact I've been teaching at a university for the last 20 years."

Now I was already seething because a teacher had accused me of cheating. But when he dropped that nice little bombshell on her, I stood up, pointed my finger at her, and said, "Take that you ******* bitch!"

I remember hearing my mother say something along the lines of, "Indolikaa Anchorage Khan, you are not in a position to make that accusation," as I was tending to the pieces of bone that were once the left side of my jaw. Nothing like a good backhand to tame the wild beast, eh? But...

She then continued by saying, "but I am."

[northcat_8]

WTF? We did the crime, we deserved a smack in the head, which we got. End of story. I don't hold it against Mr. Gardner. If some punk-asses did that to me and I was the coach, I would love to do the same thing and it probably would be a better lesson for them than just detention or something.

~sometimes it takes a second to decide

Just this year I had a kid who hadn't had his book since the day I handed them out. So one day I say "Jeff where's your book"...he replies "in my mom's car" and I said "has it been in there for 2 weeks?" then this kid says "**** you mother ******, don't try to run your bullshit on me." To which I respond "Good bye, go to the office." to which he stands up picks up his book bag and says "**** you you softass mother ******, I don't want to be in your pussy ass ******* class anyway." I was standing at the front of the room at the top of his row and as he came up through there I didn't move...I think I was trying to process what he had said....then he says "Well...you gonna move so I can get the **** out of here?" and I said "yea, sorry, I was just standing here trying to decide if beating you all the way to the office is worth my job."

Ah...but Jeff don't know me very well...I'm a grudge holding, vengeful mother ****** and the greatest thing about kids is one day they will turn 18 and when Jeffery turns 18...I'm sure our paths will cross on some saturday night when a few spirits have taken my shy, tactful, rational thinking coat off of me and I will handle Jeff in my 1984-1990 way...little bastard.

[offline]

sometimes it takes a second to decide

I must admit to being a prick towards some of my teachers. A
couple deserved it but some did not. I remember two classes
where we made the teachers cry - one male, one female.
I regret that but what can you do. Unless you are on
the receiving end you do not realize the stress you can cause
- and when I taught for awhile I found that out

As for split second decisions - I've had those. It's amazing
to look upon your "opponents's" face when they realize you
have just dropped all the rules and its mono a mono. Except
for a couple of cases any revenge on my part has been fantasy.
Perhaps that is why I like kill Bill and other revenge flicks.

[Cobra]

Ah...but Jeff don't know me very well...I'm a grudge holding, vengeful mother ****** and the greatest thing about kids is one day they will turn 18 and when Jeffery turns 18...I'm sure our paths will cross on some saturday night when a few spirits have taken my shy, tactful, rational thinking coat off of me and I will handle Jeff in my 1984-1990 way...little bastard.

Will you be releasing a DVD of this? I'd like to see it - it sounds like all hell is going to break loose!

What do you teach then, northcat? As a teacher, see what you think of this......

I had a crap business studies teacher. He used to hand out exam questions without teaching us what we needed to know, and told us that we needed to make mistakes to learn. We couldn't do a single question. What an idiot. He told me I'd fail, and I was sure I would - he never taught us anything and our complaints about him went unanswered. When it came to results day, he came to gloat and asked to see my results.

I was virtually weeping when I handed him the result paper. 120/120. Grade: A - FLAWLESS. That was at A-level, too. Don't get mad, get even!

He should have known better after what happened a few months earlier. He hated me after I skipped one of his lessons to take a driving test. He tried to stop me but I went anyway. After I got back, he came and asked me "Well, did you fail?". It was my first attempt. I took him outside, and showed him a nice, shiny Toyota Avensis sat next to his clapped-out Metro.

Rant over. He was a complete nugget, and I put him in his place twice by doing well. It's a lot more satisfying than:

"**** you mother ******, don't try to run your bullshit on me."

Cobra