How someone approaches disciplining their child for misbehaving says a lot about who they are as a parent and a person. Some parents are strict and have a no-nonsense approach to stepping out of line. Others might embrace the ‘gentle parenting’ philosophy and primarily lead with empathy and kindness. But then there are the outliers who confuse and even amuse the internet with their ideas.
Taking away a child’s books, forcing them to go to a home and remodeling convention, and making them write a letter to a soap company is barely scratching the surface. We’ve compiled a list of some of the most peculiar and creative punishments that kids have ever gotten from their parents, as shared by the people in these three r/AskReddit threads here, here, and here. Scroll down to read about the most bizarre of the bunch.
When you’ve finished this article, you can find Bored Panda’s earlier feature about peculiar parent punishments right here.
#1
When I was a senior in high school, I did something stupid (don't remember) so my parents took my car away for a week. I responded with "good, the heater in my car doesn't work" (it was December). My dad went on to drive me and my innocent freshman brother to school in his truck with the windows down for the rest of the week.Edit: Because this is getting so popular, I feel I need to come clean. This did not actually happen to me... I am the innocent little brother.
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#2
I was given the silent treatment for cleaning out the fridge without being asked. My parents grew up poor so I think a full fridge was reassuring even if it was full of gross leftovers and condiments. Still it was a pretty immature way of communicating that to me
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#3
After they discovered that I hadn't done homework in a month, they took me to a home & remodeling convention with them. They spent hours looking at aluminum siding and various granite counter tops.Strange? Yes. Did it work? Also yes. It was f*****g awful.
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Most of you Pandas will agree that at least some boundaries and rules are needed when raising kids; the question is—to what extent? Your point of view will depend on your particular family situation, how you were raised, and what you’ve found to work best in your experience.
According to the research done by developmental psychologist Diana Baumrind and Stanford researchers Eleanor Maccoby and John Martin, there are four main parenting styles. These are: permissive, authoritative, neglectful, and authoritarian. These approaches vary by how much (or how little) parents respond to their children’s needs, and how demanding they are. They all have their upsides and downsides, with the authoritative approach being the most balanced out of the four.
#4
I was bullied by two kids throwing rocks at me. One hit me in the mouth and knocked a baby tooth out.I took my belt off and hit them in the face and chased them off.
Their parents came to my house and said I attacked their son. Despite my missing tooth they sided with the bullies parents. They spanked me in front of them and didn't allow
me to wear a belt for a week. I also wasn't allowed to talk because I "lied".
I was bullied for years as a result, and it was always my fault for "wanting attention".
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#5
Took away the power cord to my PlayStation leaving behind literally everything else. To taunt me I guess? Jokes on them Sony power cords were universal—thank you boom box power cord.
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#6
I didn't like to eat in the mornings when I was young (8-9 years old) because I had a nervous stomach before school (reasons).My dad was going into work late and insisted I eat the apple jacks cereal in front of me, he was getting very angry saying things like, "you waste food - you gotta grow up and quit being nervous" because that super helped.
I told him that the apple jacks tasted funny. It really tasted weird and then I saw the small white things floating in the milk and suggested the milk was sour. Obviously he called b******t - got so mad at my 'lie' that he made me eat all of it and drink the milk.
Then I went to school and threw it up and got to go home! Take that Dad!
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For example, a permissive parent is someone who is incredibly responsive to what their child needs, but barely has any demands. So even though they communicate very openly with their kid, they almost always let them decide what to do themselves. These parents usually don’t set expectations, don’t enforce rules, avoid conflict, and don’t provide much guidance.
Contrast that with a neglectful parent who is mostly indifferent to their child’s needs. Usually, this type of parent struggles with self-esteem issues and has trouble forming close relationships with other people. Generally, they are uncaring and unbothered, though not always on purpose.
#7
i used to accidentally lose the remote for the tv (it's now solved by securing the remote to the table with a cord). The punishment was not just to confiscate my ps3, but instead he hid the controller without telling me so i knew how frustrating it was when your s**t goes missing. I guess it makes sense but it felt super weird when you're just used to normal punishments.
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#8
I don't know if this is the "strangest," but my dad picked me up and threw me at a wall once. That was cool.
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#9
I threw really horrible temper tantrums as a child. I was 8-9 years old throwing tantrums like a toddler would. My mom decided that “if you’re going to act like you’re 2, I’m going to treat you like you’re two.”She took away any toys/games that weren’t rated for ages 2 & under, she swapped out my bed for a crib (I was tiny so I fit), I wasn’t allowed to cross the street to my grandparents without someone holding my hand, I wasn’t allowed to watch PG movies, only G rated movies. My bedtime was 7:30pm.
It f****n worked. I stopped throwing tantrums real quick.
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Some people embrace authoritarian, aka ‘tough love,’ parenting. Stereotypically, they enforce very strict rules, throw their authority around, and enjoy control. They are incredibly demanding, but aren’t very responsive, meaning that communication is often only one-way. They aren’t much concerned with their children’s feelings. As such, their punishments may be considered to be too stern or even harsh by many.
Meanwhile, authoritative parenting is a healthy blend of permissive and authoritarian parenting. Authoritative parents are incredibly responsive and demanding of their kids. They set clear rules and expectations while also being as flexible and understanding as they can. They value communication. They consider their munchkins’ opinions while also guiding, nurturing, and supporting them.
#10
I think I've shared this in comments before, but my parents made me write letters as punishment. For example: my mom caught me lying about showering (I would go into the bathroom, turn the shower on while I stood outside it, then wrap myself in a towel and pretend I was clean) and my punishment was to choose a soap company and write a letter to their customer service department about why showering is important. I would love to know what the person who got that letter thought.
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#11
Not me but my sister had a situation where the entire bathroom started smelling like pee. She cannot figure this out so the next couple weeks she smelled and looked for the cause of this. Well she eventually found out that her two sons six years old and seven years old would stand in the bathroom tub and pee from the tub into the toilet and of course pee got everywhere. Once she found this out the punishment for the two boys was they having to sit down every time they had to pee. She would occasionally follow them to the bathroom and listen and if she heard what sounded like people standing she would add another month on to the punishment.
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#12
My mother, sick of the fact that sending me to any sort of timeout/grounding where I was alone resulted in nothing (I'd either find a toy, magazine, or nap), one day came to the realization that "Go outside" was an option.I was repeatedly grounded by being sent outside to play with my best friends instead of playing alone.
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The authoritative parent tends to view punishment through the lens of natural consequences, by allowing things to take their course. Some examples of this can include failing a test if you don’t study for it or not having any dessert if you throw a tantrum and toss out your ice-cream cone. They help their kids reflect on what happened and learn from their mistakes, meaning that they grow up more disciplined and independent than others their age.
#13
My mom found out that I told people I was an atheist at school (7th grade). She made me sit at the family computer for hours googling atheism until I admitted that it was a cult. Then I had to tell everyone at school I was Methodist the next day.Cool, mom.
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#14
Growing up I was absurdly pasty and I am also ginger. I was at the barber and the barber suggested that the next time I get my hair cut that they bleach it as it would look really cool when my hair started to grow back out and you would have the red hair with the white tips. I agreed purely out of being super awkward and shy and felt uncomfortable saying no. So me and my mom get in the car and I tell her I don't want to do it. After a short argument she gives me an ultimatum. I either do it or I am grounded for same period of time that it would take for my hair to grow back out if I had bleached it.
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#15
Took away my orange juice.I f*****g loved orange juice.
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#16
The lawnmower broke so I had to cut the grass with a pair of scissors
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#17
In highschool, I got caught drunk at a friends house. They caught me in a lie and eventually tracked down the party, and I was found passed out beneath a trampoline with a beer in each fist. I had to crawl from the car to my bed, I don't even remember it happening. My mom later said she had to walk away because she was laughing so hard, because I kept falling asleep on the stairs.The next day we had a family function. My punishment? They told my 6 incredibly Irish uncles and my incredibly Irish grandfather all about how hung over I was. I was basically left in the wolves den with raw meat tied all around me. They tossed me around, made me fetch them things, smacked me on the back, shoved my face, poked my stomach, rubbed my hair, noogies, flicked my ears, poked my temples, forced me to drink another beer (made me puke just smelling it), made me dance, stuck my head down by the speakers playing loud music... all in all I threw up three times and didn't drink for the next 4 years.
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#18
My mom had a period when she met a new guy and married him and wanted to "toughen up" her spolied children. I lived with my dad, but was visiting for summer.I was 14 and I have always, always hated mushrooms. My mom has always resented this, as we were poor and mushrooms were a good way to fill out stews, pasta sauces etc. and everybody else loved them. She forced me to "taste it" every damn single time, convinced I was just being fussy, making me detest them even more - even today, 25 years later, I can still puke instantly if I taste the texture of mushrooms.
So she makes fried vegetables for breakfast. About half of it is mushrooms, the cheap, nasty canned version. I say I don't want it. She goes on a rant on how spoiled I am and tells me there will be no other food. For context, I have always loved food and eating and was an extremely hungry growing teenager at this time.
I say fine. She then serves me the same portion of woked vegetable-mushroom mix for breakfast, lunch and dinner for three days straight and I refuse to eat each time. The portion had molded after the third day, and then she realised perhaps I'm not just fussy, I can't eat mushrooms.
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#19
I was having a literal fistfight with an older cousin (he was a prick. Still is, actually).My papaw grabbed us both by the shirts, dragged us out the back door and said we couldnt come back in the house until one of us was no longer standing. Seriously encouraging an 11 year old girl and 15 year old boy to beat each other shitless.
So we beat each other shitless.
He finally just laid down on the ground because we got thirsty and tired. We got to cone back inside.
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#20
When I was 10 I got really mad at my mom and I stormed to my room and slammed the door shut. As I always do when I am mad, I took a nap. When I woke up, my door was completely gone. Didn’t get it back for another month.
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#21
When I was in maybe second or third grade, I kept oversleeping and missing the bus and my mom had to drive me to school, which she understandably was getting a bit exasperated over. She told me that if I missed the bus again, I would have to walk to school. I didn't really believe it, but the next morning I missed the bus again and she told me to start walking. My school was several miles away, and not a safe, walkable trek for a kid, so she slooooowly followed along behind me in her car, pulling over whenever another car came up behind her to let them pass. A few minutes down the road, my neighbor saw me and asked what I was doing, and I told him I'd missed the bus and had to walk to school. He offered to give me a ride, and then my mom rolled past at like 0.25 mph, rolled down her window and called out, "no, she's walking!" He looked pretty puzzled, but left us to it.She didn't actually make me walk the whole way--she picked me up after about 15 minutes, before we hit a major route that would have made the walk unsafe--but it absolutely had its intended effect. I was so unsettled and embarrassed by the whole thing, I (almost) never missed the bus again.
#22
This is the strangest punishment I gave my parents.So there was this point in time where the toilet water wouldn’t stop running unless I flip the handle. I would always flip the handle and stay there until the water stops running. However when someone would use the toilet and forget to flip the handle my parents would accuse me. This happened so often; they would always accuse me of what I did not do. So to retaliate I just stopped flushing for a while. I did that until they agreed to not accuse me.
#23
My mom put a baby gate up right before you could walk in the kitchen. I needed to move some books in my room but I was too lazy to walk pass the kitchen. I placed a heavy pile of books right before the gate. My mom yelled at me for not putting them away so I had to hold the books high above my head for one hour. I couldn't drop my arms. It was damn heavy.A neighbor walked in and saw me standing there
Him: Uh, hey. What's going on?
Me: *struggling* I should've put the books away.
#24
Step father tried spanking me... when I was 16. Apparently the confusion on my face made him angry enough to go in for a second spanking, which just made me even more confused.#25
When I was 12 or so I got caught watching porn on my phone. They took my phone, and since I didn’t see what I did wrong (I also had some attention issues so this is the result of acting out for attention as well but at the time my reasoning was that I didn’t do anything wrong) I took my phone back. They took my door, and everything else in my room too. I had a change of clothes for every day of the week, a mattress, sheets, and my chinchillas cage/things left in my room. I also had a book but I’m pretty sure I hid it in my underwear so I would have at least one book.Oh also one time someone ate some chocolate that was supposed to be for s’mores and neither my brother or myself would fess up and say we did it. So he stood us in the living room and told us to hold our arms up so we were in like a ‘T’ position. He made us stand there for an hour and a half before my brother finally started crying and said he did it. To this day I’m not sure it was even him.
Edit: another story
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#26
When I was in elementary school my mom had to approve my outfits every morning. I would always try to wear short sleeved shirts in the dead of winter because I hated being restricted in long sleeves lol. One day I was running late and ran past my mom with a short sleeved shirt in February when it was freezing. As punishment, my mom made me wear a long sleeved shirt every single day until the end of the school year. I was sweating my A*S of when it came around to June.
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#27
I said I hated one of the girls in school. 'Hate' was a bad word. I had to invite her over and be nice and get to know her. She was a b***h at age 7 and she's still a b***h at 31. It wouldn't seem too weird since they were trying to teach me that people have value or some s**t like that (idk, I don't have kids), except that recently the girl was mentioned in conversation and my mom ranted about what a little s**t she was as a kid and how she was an example of a girl that needed to be slapped for the nasty things she said. What the f*****g f**k Mom?
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#28
There's probably stranger punishments that I've received but the one I remember at the moment was being given an avocado to eat. Absolutely hated avocados as a kid just because of how they looked like. Never had eaten one before that. I remember just crying and sitting at the dinner table for an hour because I hated the taste.Now I'm 21 years old and love avocados lmao
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#29
I started working on my homework late, so my mom made me stay up all night "since i didn't care about sleep". I was a sophomore in highschool....I said something along the lines of "studying an hour earlier would really help my future, clearly worked for you since you're so successful as a part time librarian who thinks vaccines cause autism and no real friends". She cried but wouldn't budge on the whole no sleep thing. My dad woke up and just said "be nice to your mom" and "let him sleep that's just insane".
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#30
My parents would make me sit in the living room. I'd spend a lot of time in my room playing on the computer, so when I got in s**t they made me sit in the living room.I also had a month long runescape ban and a month long ban from Halo Reach because my grades dropped.
They knew how to punish me.
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#31
My mom wouldn't let me eat for more than a day so the only food I got between dinner one night and dinner two nights later was the chinsy school lunch. My crime? My brother was torturing me and made me eat s**t out of the trash and left a mess. She came home from work and was pissed there was a mess so she said we weren't allowed to eat anymore of her food until we learned respect. My brother left that night. 2 days later my uncle came to check on me cause my brother usually watched me and he had left. He asked if I had dinner and I told no and why.....that punishment ended quickly.
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#32
I'm left-handed and my mom mentioned when she was frustrated with me I'd get tasked with opening canned food. So if I just happened to be a little s**t *AND* there was canned food that needed to be opened at that same time, I'd be the one doing it. My left-handedness made this task difficult and frustrating, this equaling out her frustration I guess. I'm better at opening cans now BTW.
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#33
When I was 8-9 or so, y mom was mad that I had taken my sister out to sit in the car to wait for her to drive us to grandma's (I had misunderstood something she'd said and thought we were leaving *right then*, as opposed to later that day). She was upset because she said it was hot in the car and I shouldn't have made my sister sit out in a hot car. So to punish me, she...locked me in the hot car, with the windows rolled up, to show what a bad idea it was. And when she came to let me out, decided I was being too sassy and decided to keep me locked in there even longer.
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#34
My parents used to make me give them my books when I got in trouble as a child because that was only thing that would bother me when taken away. I like to read
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#35
My mum confiscated my IEC cable so I couldn't use my computer. 4 days later she found a mouse in her shoe and I negotiated an early release of the cable in exchange for a rudimentary pest control service.#36
Growing up I had a set of children's science encyclopedias. My Mom would pull one at random off the shelf and make me read it cover to cover (they were roughly 100 pages each). Once I said I was done, she would turn to random pages and quiz me. If I got more than 2 wrong, I had to go read it again. I guess that's why I have a ton of useless information in my head.#37
At age 10 I broke one of our windows by hitting already broken toys with a baseball bat. I had to come with to Home Depot to get a new window and tell every one of the workers there what happened. They just sorta laughed as they called more employees over and shy little me was very uncomfortable. Also had to clean the entire basement.#38
Pulling weeds. And when your done, ask the neighbors if they have weeds to pull.#39
I grew up on a farm. I went into the city one time and stayed with some family. Decided to sneak out and go drinking with the city kids. Someone found out I wasn't in bed and called my mom. So 4 am my mom drives into town and just so happens to see me on the side of the road coming back. Well I got yelled at a bunch and didn't get back to my home in the boonies until ~6 am. It was summer so the sun was starting to come up. My mom's logic was if she couldn't sleep because of me, I couldn't sleep because of her. So there was this field we used to train horses about 2 km from my house. Had a bunch of barrels and stacks of tires as obstacles. So I was kicked out of the house with the doors locked and tasked with putting these barrels and tires against the fence of this huge corral so that we could bring in a backhoe to remove the rocks that surface every couple years. So I walked there and did it, finished at about 10am. Walked home and tried to get back in. So my mom got me to get in the truck with her to go inspect that it was done. Well APPARENTLY she wanted everything against one side of the fence and I had simply move the obstacles to the portion of fence closest to it. So she dropped me off and made me do it again before I had to walk home. So, that f*****g sucked and I learned a valuable lesson about being sneakier#40
Not me but saw a parent the other day shout at her child because she's run into the road to retrieve a toy that had fallen. Not a problem but to teach her 'that no toy was worth injuring yourself for' she proceeded to force her to throw the toy in the bin and say she was binning all her toys when she got home. Thought this was unnecessarily cruel!#41
After being told to pick up the dog s**t from the backyard (we had two great Danes) for a couple of weeks, my dad made my brother and I pick all of it up with our bare hands. We got very acquainted with the many stages of dog s**t, from solid day old ones, to the white on the outside green on the inside ones, to a semi fresh diarrhea one.We were lucky though. My mom talked him down from having us pick it up with our mouths.
He was a drill instructor in the Marines. He treated us worse than the recruits at many times.
#42
I couldn't wash my car for two weeks.I am a car enthusiast and come from a family of them. I was in high school and I wanted to go to my friend's. My Dad told me I couldn't because it was St. Patrick's day and there would be more drunk drivers on the road. I went anyway. He goes to work the next day or day after and sees there is some tar and dirt on my car. He knew I had gone because he drives by my friend's house on his way to work. He told me I couldn't wash the car for two weeks. It drove me nuts. Then once the time was up, he made me wash the car even though it was going to rain in a few hours.
#43
I used to stay up all night reading when I was a kid, to the point where I’d fall asleep in class the next day because I hadn’t had more than a short nap.My parents tried enforcing a lights out time. They tried taking my books away from me. I always found a way to sneak it back, or to sneak a light source. Sometimes I’d just get a different book.
Eventually my father made a wooden box. It was big enough to hold any book in the house, and it contained the loudest alarm I have ever heard. At bedtime, my book would be taken away and placed in the box. The box would be placed on my windowsill. And as soon as the lid was opened the alarm would go off and wake up not only my family, but also our neighbours, and one time even the people across the street, who happened to have their windows open at the wrong time.
I started sleeping properly after that.
#44
I opted to watch TV instead of do my homework one time. That weekend, I was forced to watch the Home and Garden network (HGTV), which was THE WORST as a kid.#45
When I was about 8 I had horrific night terrors every single night. When it was close to bedtime, I would start getting uncontrollably upset and not want to get into bed and I would cry and beg to stay up because I knew what would happen when I fell asleep.My mom was gone one night and my dad was pissed that I kept crying so he put me in a small room we had in our garage for a couple hours until my mom was about to be home when he brought me back in. I don't remember if it was winter but I do remember that it was cold enough to see my breath.
#46
I used to make a lot of macaroni and cheese because it was the only thing I knew how to cook.I made some and ate about half of it before I got full. I left some of it in the sink.
My dad got irritated at me for wasting it and I explained that I couldn’t finish it all and the leftovers suck.
The next day I walk into the kitchen and I go “dad where’s the Mac and cheese”
And he said “I took it away.”
TL;DR - He took away my Mac and Cheese.
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