Good whuppins -- Texas style! (houses, neighborhood, school)

[TexasReb]

I haven't started a thread in quite a while, so figured tonight might work for one!

To wit: I have noticed on many of the threads talking about old time experiences in "true Texas" mention a "spankin' or "whuppin".

Any of y'all got anything to share so far as the good beatin's you got as kids? Of course I am being a bit facitious in using the term "beatings"...making disgusted fun at those who nowadays think a good whack on the behind is tantamount to child abuse. What a bunch of wimps!

Anyway, momma used to use daddy's dress belts to spank us kids. And I swear, the MOST potent threat my own momma could make was "I am gonna tell your daddy when he gets home." My daddy didn't spank much. He didnt have to. I'm sure a lot of y'all out there know what I mean! LOL

Y'all got any good whuppin' stories to share?

[CMDallas]

No, I've never really been spanked.
But It really doesn't make the difference people make it out to make. I see this a lot with families... They hit their kid...and it seems about the same ratio of kid who behalves and misbehaves. Kids seem a lot more innocent then they are... some adults are oblivious to that.
It may have kept you in line, but the stare your parents give you is enough to make me feel bad.
I think it is up to the parents to decide whiter the way they discipline their child, ust as long as it isn't over bored... real abuse.

[TexasReb]

Strange at it may sound to a lot of kids nowdays, memories of a good Texas whuppin/spanking by momma with a belt or grannmaw with a peach tree limb are events that are the stuff that good stories are made of. At family reunions, a lot of us recall some kind of mischief we got into, and got our butts whipped good. Our folks in turn recall it from THEIR folks. We all laugh about it now. Nobody thought of it as abuse. Because it wasn't. If anything, it was good love pats...

I don't know how to explain it to those who believe it was anything othewise...

[love roses]

We got spankings when we were pretty young and then only the "look" or threat worked pretty well once we were older. My mom tended to use her hand and was the one we wanted to be spanked by if we got into trouble that called for it. My dad was the belt man, and he was not very lighthanded so if he gave us a choice we always said mom. I also had a babysitter who ended up being one of those ladies who was a second mom and I am still to this day best friends with her daughter. She had permission to spank us and she was the one with a fruit tree in her front yard. If we misbehaved badly, she would tell me and her daughter to go pick our switch. We'd always pick the fattest, slow moving branches. She only ever just gave us about 2 or 3 whacks, and even sometimes after we picked a branch, she'd not go through with it, especially if we picked a slow moving fat branch Funny though, now that I think about it, she never laid a hand on any of my sisters or the other kids she watched. It seems like it was just me and her daughter. I think it's cause we were the oldest and got ourselves into more mischief.

I'm also one who doesn't get all this "spanking is just child abuse" stuff. I do know that some people do abuse, and it's a good idea to wait a few minutes before you decide what course of action to take. But I was never traumatized by it or became some sort of deviant because of it. But I will say I knew a kid who was a complete bully to other kids and his parents never disciplined him in any way, and he went on to go to prison. He also broke his sisters arm and got away with it.

[CMDallas]

Which Reminds me...when you know you did something reallllly reallllly bad... and you tell your parents and they're like 'ok....'
I hate that feeling, that is worse then the stare... They act as if you said nothing and they just stop talking to you and keep a straight face and you just want them to say something but they just give you the silent treatment god that annoys me!!!!!!

[BobTex]

I got and now give spankings. I never "hit" my kids but instead give them a period to think about their bad deed before administering punishment. I have a rule ... no spankings while I'm angry. I do dole out the severity depending on my assessment of how bad the deed was.

But let me clarify one thing ... I don't "spank" ... I skip "spanking" and move right into "whuippin their arse"! In the long run if this tactic is followed then there will be long periods when I won't have to administer corporal punishment lessening the need for any arse whuppins. Also my form of corporal punishment makes "the look" very effective.

We get compliments on our kids' behavior all the time!


My personal experiences involve belts and switches(that would "stripe your legs").

[lilypad]

My mother was raised on "the switch", but only rarely administered. Guess she was a good girl most of the time!

I remember the number of "spankings" on one hand. Once for going into the street when I was told not too, but did it anyway. Got a couple of swats from my dad. Was told NOT to throw food into the garage, but did it anyway and somehow my dad found out! A couple of swats. Was slapped once by my mother, and got the houseshoe once for sassing back. That's it for "abuse"! Mostly the "look" worked for us growing up!! Oh, almost forgot, my brother and I painted the side of the house red once, got the flyswatter for that bit of creativity!

[neddy]

I remember the peach switch! I think my mom had the tree planted in our yard just for mental torture! I remember her telling me to pick off a good one and strip it off the leaves...golly sure got my attention by that point!But I don't remember her using it but once and that was enough....lol..my boys would have no clue about any of this though!

[lonestar2007]

My Mother would sometimes give me or my sister a swat on the behind, not enough to even evoke an "ouch" over really. I remember one day we were fighting with each other and even though she'd tell us to stop (and we did briefly) we'd start again. This went on for pretty much the entire day until I guess she had her fill of it. She told us to go get a "switch" off of one of our fruit trees and bring it to her. That was the only time I ever remember her giving us a 'real' whipping. Oh, by the way, we did stop fighting.

My Daddy on the other hand was a complete different story. He was raised up getting the razor strop taken to him and his siblings when they misbehaved. I remember one time he was telling me, don't sass me or I'll take the razor strop to you, I made the mistake of telling him, it's not razor strop, it's razor strap, which made more sense to me. Big mistake, I should have never said that! He would usually use a houseshoe on us. It had a thin hard sole and burned like crazy. Sometimes he took his belt off and used it. Either way, you knew you had had a whipping when he was done.

The worst thing of all would be when my Mother would tell us, I'm telling your Daddy what you did when he gets home. We knew we were in for it and had to go for the rest of the day dreading what we knew was coming. Then my Daddy would come home and sure enough, Mother would tell him on us. Then he'd call us in, make us tell him again what we had done. Then he'd tell us to go to our room, he'd be in shortly to deal with us. Now, we'd have to sit on the side of the bed waiting for the whipping we knew we were going to get. Sometimes he'd make us wait a while. That was the worst, sitting there waiting on it. You just wanted to scream, beat the tar out of me, just come on and get it over with.

Now, don't get me wrong, we weren't whipped on every little thing we did wrong. We got the "looks", also the "talks", but we also got the whippings too if I guess they thought the offense warrantied it. I know one thing for sure, the majority of the kids around in the neighborhood area were pretty much raised on the same principal and I don't know a one who wound up a criminal. I also know none of the girls wound up as unwed teenage mothers, either. I'm not saying this didn't happen back then, but it sure didn't happen in the group of kids we grew up with and every one of them was just like us, grew up getting whippings. I see the way some of these kids nowdays talk to their parents, teachers, etc. and the way they behave and I am just flat out flaggergasted. Haha, flaggergasted, what a word, but I truly think it applies here. We weren't afraid or shaking in our boots scared of our parents, but yes, we had a fear instilled in us. I would have been scared to death of what my Daddy would have done to me if I pulled some of the stunts some of these kids pull now.

Oh, one more thing. We grew up on the principal of standing up for ourselves and not taking crap off of no one too. As far as the "whippings" go, my Daddy would tell us, don't let me hear of you starting any fights at school, if I do, you're going to get a whipping when you get home. Then h'd tell us, but if someone starts a fight with you, and you don't finish it, you going to get a whipping when you get home. I've often heard people talking about how tough Texas women are. Is it any wonder when this is how you're raised.

[TexasReb]

Originally Posted by lonestar2007

The worst thing of all would be when my Mother would tell us, I'm telling your Daddy what you did when he gets home. We knew we were in for it and had to go for the rest of the day dreading what we knew was coming. Then my Daddy would come home and sure enough, Mother would tell him on us. Then he'd call us in, make us tell him again what we had done. Then he'd tell us to go to our room, he'd be in shortly to deal with us. Now, we'd have to sit on the side of the bed waiting for the whipping we knew we were going to get. Sometimes he'd make us wait a while. That was the worst, sitting there waiting on it. You just wanted to scream, beat the tar out of me, just come on and get it over with.

LOL You tell a great story, Lonestar! And yep, the threat of daddy being let in on the episode of whatever had happened previously, brings back sharp memories!

As I mentioned earlier, it was my momma who did most of the spankings. She used one of Daddy's dress belts to do it...but what I recall most are the "terroristic tactics" she applied as well. If we kids (I have two younger sisters and a brother) misbehaved...either collectivelly or individually...while, say, we where in a "downtown" store going thru the boring ritual of shopping...she would say either:

"All of y'all....OR "____________" (fill in the name of the child) , you are going to get a whipping when we get home."

We had several hours to think on the matter. Momma didn't stop until she was sure we had gotten the point...which, translated, meant we either cried or seemed on the verge of it! (later, we learned the art of "faking it" so she would stop). My baby sister, Terri, used to start crying even before the licks were applied! LOL

Now, my Daddy didn't do a lot of spankings. He ruled the roost by sheer fear of his presence. The ULTIMATE threat momma could make was NOT that she was going to use our father's belt on us...but that "And I am going to tell your Daddy..."

Sometimes I think THAT was child abuse! LOL

But anyway, me being the oldest, I usually got the first taste of....welllll, remember that old country song "Daddy's Hands"? It went something like that...