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2. Look at the week's prompt
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This Week's prompt is: Punishments you've received
Last week we discussed how you punish those you love and what methods work the best for you. The responses were great ... thank you all!
So... this week I thought we'd turn the tables and discuss punishments you've received and what that did to you.... to make you who you are today, or to change the way you punish others....
In my case I remember three very distinct instances and they certainly formed me into the person I am and changed the way I punished my own....
First ... I must have been three or four .... Someone left a candy wrapper under a piece of furniture and my mother wanted to know who did it...so she lined the four of us up - I was the youngest - and asked each one of us if we did it. Each time all 4 of us said no we would be spanked. This continued at least three times before I fessed up that I had left it there --- in fact I did no such thing --- but I was done with the punishment. I learned from that instance that - well first - one of my older brothers is a liar! but more importantly, if you want to get to the truth of the matter do NOT line up all of your children in a row and threaten them together.. the weakest link will always break.Buy This at Allposters.com
Second ... Whenever (and I do mean whenever) my mother would get mad she would say, "Get out of my site." - - - Now, do you have any idea what that does to a child? Let me tell you... I never knew how long that was for and all children adore the affection of their mother and this was like pulling the rug out from underneath me..... I NEVER used those words on my children, in fact, I was quite careful about what I would say when I was mad --- and if the wrong words slipped out, an apology was sure to follow.
If they got mad they would threaten to take away their love --- I never believed that one!
but what was worse is when I would slip and betray their trust and the words, "I will never trust you again!" would come from their mouths. Inadvertantly it wasn't really true... or is it????
How about you? What are some of the worst punishments you can recall?
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Happy Pondering


First, what is "ponering"?
ReplyDeleteSecond, I'll skip that topic 'cause I think you know where this might go, and even if we are all adults, some might think twice before they spank their kids again, unless they want them to turn out like me, somehow...
If, as a kid, it was traumatic, and as an adult, kinky, I can only laugh at it all now.
What a journey Life can be...
;)~
HUGZ
thanks for being my spell check!!!!
Deleteand sooooo true!
hugs back at you!
The way I was raised DEFINITELY had a big effect on how I raised my own. I tried to make sure they knew that I would always love them, no matter what they did or whether or not I agreed with them about their decisions.
ReplyDeleteI am so right there with you!
DeleteI once drew on my furnitue ... my mom punished me by not talking to me the rest of the day... it made me crazy
ReplyDeleteI could see where that would drive you crazy!
ReplyDeleteI once was grounded for 3 months.
ReplyDeletethat's not a typo.
epic punishment for epic fail.
I didn't really take with me though....especially since there was a very handy tree by my bedroom window and the roof slanted just the right angle....
...aren't ya glad we are sistas, and I am not your daughter? LOL
I remember getting in trouble for touching my mom's desk once and it wasn't me, it was my sister, so I took a picture the next time she did it! Siblings are real good at getting us into trouble!!
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