Punishments as a kid of the 60's,70's and 80's

Racyjase

For the kids of the 60's,70's and maybe 80's how did the parents punish you as a kid and did you deserve it? Without meaning to sound like an ole fart, it just ooccured to me how different things are these days

iMac_Hunt

When I was younger, if I swore, I would get mustard spread on my tongue. I still hate mustard to this day.

the evasion_kid

Wooden spoon! Did I deserve it? Yes I did

Turtyturd

Any friends I had growing up who were caught smoking were made smoke the entire pack one after another.







They're dead from cancer now.

Duggy747

Still got the trusty wooden spoon in the 90's. When Mammy went nuclear with that option, you knew you had done fúcked up.

banie01

iMac_Hunt wrote: »

When I was younger, if I swore, I would get mustard spread on my tongue. I still hate mustard to this day.

My Grandad was a big fan of mustard for inopportune language
So at about 4 I started eating it by the spoonful to try and build a tolerance...
He caught me swearing 1 day shortly after I started and got the mustard out and slathered a bit on my tongue!
He got more than a little pissed of when I when mmmmm, thats lovely can I have some more!

Still tho, he saw the funny side eventually

SpaceTime

These days parents probably just scold you on Twitter.

@ChildsName clean your bedroom it's a #disgrace! (pic of mess).

caustic 1

Sally rod, sent out to get my own at that. Was so stupid always tried to pick a good one.

Sclosages

I was beaten up and down the room. Beaten again for whinging for no reason, during said beating. Beaten again for saying where the bruises came from in the Saturday bath. My mother was fierce fond of the fist, stick, poker, swat, hairbrushes, clothes brushes, sweeping brushes etc.
I don't recall ever having done anything wrong.
Oh, and another thing, she'd take my books off me.
And make me polish the trophies and ornaments in the sitting room. Polish the brass on the letter box and door knob. Weed the vegetable garden, carry in turf, rear turf, pick stones from the ground and on and on I could go.
Then there was the what we now call 'emotional and verbal abuse'. Told I was ugly etc. etc.
Lovely stuff altogether.

Tomohawk

Wooden Spoon for mum, Leather Strap from Dad! But then again we were wild at times. We were little pyomaniacs around Halloween time, making phosphorus bombs from the chemicals we found in the garage....Dad was a chemist so there were all sorts of hazardous stuff in the garage! fun times!

I was born in the late '80's and the very worst thing my parent's could wield over me was the power of their disappointment. I was never hit, beaten, spanked, wooden-spooned or threatened with violence but somehow I managed to turn out okay.

'I'm not angry. I'm just...disappointed'.

Absolutely crushing, devastatingly effective.

Sclosages

caustic 1 wrote: »

Sally rod, sent out to get my own at that. Was so stupid always tried to pick a good one.

Lol, my husband still recalls a time his brother blamed him for something. Mother sent himself out to get a good rod. Himself comes back, mother beats the crap out of himself lol.

Mad auld bastards!

Dr. Mantis Toboggan

Nothing like getting sentimental about physical abuse!

Ahhhhh... the good auld days!

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Dr. Mantis Toboggan wrote: »

Nothing like getting sentimental about physical abuse!

Ahhhhh... the good auld days!

Lol.

Gannicus

iMac_Hunt wrote: »

When I was younger, if I swore, I would get mustard spread on my tongue. I still hate mustard to this day.

Father used to do that to my sisters because they sucked their thumbs until they where like 9 or 10.

For me it was having my tv taken off me or being grounded.

Sclosages

Sclosages wrote: »

I was beaten up and down the room. Beaten again for whinging for no reason, during said beating. Beaten again for saying where the bruises came from in the Saturday bath. My mother was fierce fond of the fist, stick, poker, swat, hairbrushes, clothes brushes, sweeping brushes etc.
I don't recall ever having done anything wrong.
Oh, and another thing, she'd take my books off me.
And make me polish the trophies and ornaments in the sitting room. Polish the brass on the letter box and door knob. Weed the vegetable garden, carry in turf, rear turf, pick stones from the ground and on and on I could go.
Then there was the what we now call 'emotional and verbal abuse'. Told I was ugly etc. etc.
Lovely stuff altogether.

Sclosages

Gannicus wrote: »

Father used to do that to my sisters because they sucked their thumbs until they where like 9 or 10.

For me it was having my tv taken off me or being grounded.

Jaysis, you haven't lived!
In MY DAY, I was the remote control, for the one black and white telly.
I was in a permanent state of being grounded. Never allowed outside the door.

holystungun9

Duggy747 wrote: »

Still got the trusty wooden spoon in the 90's. When Mammy went nuclear with that option, you knew you had done fúcked up.

Me too. Hitting is not recommendable but I see so many cases of parents shrugging their shoulders. "Sure what can we do he/she must have ADD or something.

BE A FKIN' PARENT! Help your child, guide them, advise them, teach them to be responsible. Get help if needed. Don't just unleash another dckhead into society.

c_man

A good bollocking, sent to the room, not allowed telly, the usual. Parents didn't believe in hitting children. Still don't thankfully :pac:

Egginacup

Gannicus wrote: »

Father used to do that to my sisters because they sucked their thumbs until they where like 9 or 10.

For me it was having my tv taken off me or being grounded.

"grounded" FFS

Did your "MOM" ground you?

Delirium

Racyjase wrote: »

For the kids of the 60's,70's and maybe 80's how did the parents punish you as a kid and did you deserve it? Without meaning to sound like an ole fart, it just ooccured to me how different things are these days

Sent to work in the mines until Dr. Jones set us free

Auldloon

Size 10 welly boot up the arse and knuckles on the back of the head were his favourites. Mum hanging off him crying "not on the head. Once he memorably ignored these pleas while he was cleaning the shotgun andgave me a tap on the head with the barrels. Surprised he didn't bend them! Ah sweet sweet memories and my sisters wonder why I won't have kids

cdoherty86

Stripped naked and beaten with a stick, headbutted,elbowed and kicked, thrown around like a rag doll. Beaten with fishing rods then told by HSE counselors as an adult it was probably bad karma. Now living on disability benefit with mental health problems.

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Auldloon wrote: »

Size 10 welly boot up the arse and knuckles on the back of the head were his favourites. Mum hanging off him crying "not on the head. Once he memorably ignored these pleas while he was cleaning the shotgun andgave me a tap on the head with the barrels. Surprised he didn't bend them! Ah sweet sweet memories and my sisters wonder why I won't have kids

The knuckles to the back of the head were some job. Particularly when she'd get you in the jam of a door, knucles to the right side of head, head bashed against the left hand side jam of the door.

Young Blood

Had a hoover broken off my leg when I was 13 for sneaking out at midnight with my friends and drinking.

My excuse was that I was out the back garden playing with the dog.

Needless to say it didn't work.

Auldloon

cdoherty86 wrote: »

Stripped naked and beaten with a stick, headbutted,elbowed and kicked, thrown around like a rag doll. Beaten with fishing rods then told by HSE counselors as an adult it was probably bad karma. Now living on disability benefit with mental health problems.

That's awful *hug*

Sciprio

The wooden spoon was unknown to me but i did get slapped with leather belts. I was born in '86

Edit: My friend used to get the wooden spoon and to see him run when it was mentioned by his parents used to crack me up. His mother was tiny but he'd run for his life when she'd chase after him. haha

eisenberg1

"My dad used to thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, and we lived in shoe box in middle of road"





"Luxury"

Gannicus

Egginacup wrote: »

"grounded" FFS

Did your "MOM" ground you?

"Mom" was a friend of the wooden spoon. My dad wouldn't use physical chastization as like me now he's a big guy.

AnonoBoy

Hope to see the DailyEdge list that'll come out of this thread soon!

SeanW

banie01 wrote: »

My Grandad was a big fan of mustard for inopportune language
So at about 4 I started eating it by the spoonful to try and build a tolerance...
He caught me swearing 1 day shortly after I started and got the mustard out and slathered a bit on my tongue!
He got more than a little pissed of when I when mmmmm, thats lovely can I have some more!

Still tho, he saw the funny side eventually

Lol, you should have just sworn some more.

BeerWolf

An Irish favourite, the Wooden Spoon. Generally used for scaring, instead of actually being used for hitting with.

Bassfish

Got a very occasional slap on the leg which never bothered me but once I misbehaved so badly I made my mother cry. The guilt of having done that kept me in line for years!

foggy_lad

Sclosages wrote: »

I was beaten up and down the room. Beaten again for whinging for no reason, during said beating. Beaten again for saying where the bruises came from in the Saturday bath. My mother was fierce fond of the fist, stick, poker, swat, hairbrushes, clothes brushes, sweeping brushes etc.
I don't recall ever having done anything wrong.
Oh, and another thing, she'd take my books off me.
And make me polish the trophies and ornaments in the sitting room. Polish the brass on the letter box and door knob. Weed the vegetable garden, carry in turf, rear turf, pick stones from the ground and on and on I could go.
Then there was the what we now call 'emotional and verbal abuse'. Told I was ugly etc. etc.
Lovely stuff altogether.

Learned from the nuns during her own childhood no doubt.

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foggy_lad wrote: »

Learned from the nuns during her own childhood no doubt.

Nope, reared by her own mother who would have been quite placid. In her old age anyway!

Racyjase

The two kids next door where I lived used to get hammered with the belt by their dad. I witnessed it on many occasions, the dad pulling of his belt and walloping them with it. Didn't do either of them any good as neither of them have ever held down a job for very long and both have done stretches in the joy!

TheDoctor

Born in 89

The wooden spoon was a classic, mam used to hit us with it until I remember one day at about 9 she hit me with it and it didnt hurt anymore, so the threat of that was gone.

General smacks also for mis behaving.

anncoates

70s/80s.

Kept in line with this:

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eYRfRj7Soy4/UKS-EmErahI/AAAAAAAABPc/Qgx8eig5zWg/s1600/drscholls.jpg

Equally deadly in close hand-to-hand punishment combat or as an airborne weapon to quickly disable a fleeing target.

thejaguar

My ma used to chase us around the house with anything she could get her hands on. When we got fast enough to escape we used to taunt her!
My Da wasn't allowed hit us - his hands were too big according to my weapon wielding mother.

Still though, I'd take a thrashing with a fish slice any day over the 30 minute long lecture from my Da and having to explain why I did what I did. And why it was wrong, and who I had upset, and then apologise to everyone involved.

anncoates

Candie wrote: »

'I'm not angry. I'm just...disappointed'.

Absolutely crushing, devastatingly effective.

To be fair, I would have abused that no end.

anncoates

thejaguar wrote: »

My Da wasn't allowed hit us - his hands were too big according to my weapon wielding mother.

It's amazing just how much physical punishment was delegated to mothers when I was a kid. I feared my ma far more than my da.

hawkelady

You knew it was going to hit the fan when the words " wait til your father gets home " were uttered !!
That sentence usually quietened us down !!
The when the auld rust bucket of a Reno 5 rattled into the driveway we fell silent knowing the belt was a comin' !!
Ah the good auld days.

The Backwards Man

Sent to bed with no supper.

The fact my mother was an awful cook softened the blow

Racyjase

The things our parents got away with! These days if you look crooked at a kid you get into serious hot water

Henry Sidney

Holy fück. Were all Irish parents violent abusive arsèholes? Can't believe what I am reading here. Your parents should have been imprisoned in some cases, and in others at the very least child services should have been involved. Can't honestly believe this cràp went on.

I'm in my late 40s and know personally of nobody in the UK that suffered such systematic abuse at the hand of their parents, in particular their mother.

I feel genuinely sorry for you all. Wooden spoons? Belts? Appalling.

Worst that ever happened to us was being shouted at and told we were worse than the bulubas, or that we would put her in a mental home with our carry on.

jiminho

I was raised by my aunt and uncle. The first few years of my life was a horrible existence. I was ignored and treated like a slave, and my cousin resented me. They even lied to me about how my parents died to keep me oblivious of the truth. I was saved when I turned 11 and even tho my life has had its ups and downs, I can honestly say I'm a lot happier.

Thanks Hagrid

Racyjase

Henry Sidney wrote: »

Holy fück. Were all Irish parents violent abusive arsèholes? Can't believe what I am reading here. Your parents should have been imprisoned in some cases, and in others at the very least child services should have been involved. Can't honestly believe this cràp went on.

I'm in my late 40s and know personally of nobody in the UK that suffered such systematic abuse at the hand of their parents, in particular their mother.

I feel genuinely sorry for you all. Wooden spoons? Belts? Appalling.

Ah now I don't think it was all that bad. I wouldn't refer to it as "systematic abuse". People thought nothing of it back then. It was a different time. Thank God things have changed for the better

uch

I used to get the shíte knocked out of me in the 70's, didn't stop me from doing anything, I was still a little Bollocks. The Bollocksology was only knocked out of me when I had my own Kids and realised how hard a job it was.

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Racyjase wrote: »

Ah now I don't think it was all that bad. I wouldn't refer to it as "systematic abuse". People thought nothing of it back then. It was a different time. Thank God things have changed for the better

I thought about it a lot! Used to wish I was adopted. Still have the same wish.

whisky_galore

Ya, got the works, the wooden spoon at home and the old gowl of a teacher at school.

Now I just take my supressed anger and resentment out on society.