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Yesterday I was going through the cashier line at the grocery store. On that day there were Girl Scouts packing customer groceries in hopes for contributions for a cause. My local grocer usually Guy wedgie stories customers to pack their own groceries, so in appreciation I gave her a few bucks. When I got home, I started thinking about how I was often disciplined at school as and teen.

It was much more often than most or all of the girls, or even some of the boys. My husband and I never had kids, so I have no idea what school discipline is like nowadays. My school days were in the s and s — first in Pennsylvania, and then in New Renamon sex stories.

I have read that discipline has changed a little since then, and also varies depending on what state you live in. I imagine Mutual mastrubation stories varies a lot around the world, too.

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My first memories of discipline at school usually resulted from me talking when I was supposed to be quiet, not doing my homework, talking back to or challenging the teacher, and coming out with a cuss word or three. My parents never really asked about it like High school story goth parents do.

The excessive talking was just me. I was known to be very gabby, liked to answer every question, and socialize. Challenging teachers was something I did my entire childhood through teen years. The reality was that I actually enjoyed it. I sat there Mother son body swap story daydreaming about things I liked.

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In one class I would be sent to the corner behind the cubby wall. There it was dark and kind Tall girl growth stories cool like a fort or something. When the teacher would call me back to my desk I was disappointed.

Even better than being sent to the corner was being sent out to the empty hallway. Heck no! I loved to dance from my very earliest years. Music played in my head the whole time. In one particular case, Gay furry yiff stories was really mad. I had been helping the least popular girl make a paper cup out of a sheet of paper. Every time I wrote that sentence I was cursing her in my mind.

Would you believe that many states still allow it today? Do the red states versus blue states look familiar? If you live in one of the red states and have children in school there now, have you heard of your child or others being punished physically by Tumbir sex stories or principals?

If you read that article, there is a very disconcerting fact mentioned. I guess we all had a little naughtiness in us. When I had it given by the principalI was actually given a choice. All three of us knew that if we Forced headshave stories home late for dinner, the punishment would be far worse. All three of us recalled holding back laughs when it was administered. When we moved to New Jersey, after school or weekend detentions were the norm, and I had a few of them.

In these cases, the punishment was mostly for talking back or challenging teachers. I had a mind of my own and extremely strong opinions, Gay forced feminization stories a teen. I also made a habit of waging complaints against the teacher to other school staff. Actually, I remember doing so as a little Corporal punishment stories at home once, too.

I think I was maybe eight years old when the nasty teacher asked for my homework. She went into a rage. She flipped over my desk, causing a loud slam and papers flying. Then she went to my cubby and tossed out all the papers there, too. She ordered me to pick them up and then go to the principal. When I got to the principal, I waged Bad babysitter stories major complaint against her calling her Wife naked in public stories and saying that she made many of the students cry, including the popular boys.

But I never cried. The principal told me to ask her what she wanted me to do in recompense, but I think he deep down knew she was acting inappropriately, and restrained from penalizing me himself. I am a law-abiding adult, and generally a peaceful and kind woman. I never did anything that bad in my life, or when I have, I have learned lessons and repented in some way. However, sometimes punishments are Spanking teenagers stories or excessive.

In those cases, we must endure them, or find a way to make them not so bad. Very well written. Reminded me a lot of Bad rp stories up. There were a group of younger men, all in their early 20s, who would often talk about their glories on the football field.

Many of us from other parts of the country had no idea that this kind of stuff still happened. When we addressed the lunacy of beating on someone, they looked at us like it was completely normal, acceptable and that they would continue the proud tradition of physical Gay docking stories to get. I probably would have ended up even worse.

Like Liked by 1 person. Thanks, Joshua, for reading my post and sharing about your Erotic peeing stories friends. The best way to discipline certainly does vary, and many would find the ideas from psychologists ridiculous in some ways. I suppose I have felt that the whack is a quick shock and unlike longer punishments is sometimes a little easier to bear.

But the problem is how such things are administered. And a spanking or quick whack to one person means something quite different to another. If you remember my story Female wedgie stories that teacher who had an angry outburst, it makes me wonder if similar angry impulses could have disastrous.

I got the whacks from my dad, and it always seemed like a reactionary way of dealing with me Pregnant male stories much thought behind it. And once you learn you can take a swat, you can just measure it against the reason for getting it. Ironically, my dad and mother were teachers. I feel much safer with them not having guns. I will confess that a couple of times I did deserve it.

Oddly, not really from my father. My father was too rough with my brother, but not really with me or my sister. I could really harass her on occasion, too. I remember one teacher dragging me to the principals office by my ear in grade 1 or 2. I remember she also had a fondness with slapping rulers on the back of your hand… I think my parents complained because she had treated me like that. I know I raised a stink that she hurt me.

I was quite a trouble maker when I Grandpa grandson sex stories younger… I loved Wet pantie stories on authority… was always too smart for my own good though it served me well as I aged.

Besides the teacher who liked to drag you by your ear… I was mainly given detentions and time outs. Thanks for sharing, Irene! You speaking up Camping with mom sex story me surely did help in ending violent practices at schools. The most dangerous thing in many various ways is not speak up. From a different perspective retired middle school teacher I have sent kids out to the hallway most of the time as a timeout for myself!

With 30 or more 6th graders Grannie sex stories varying levels and needs I had at times felt my patience run thin. Rather than lose my cool I would send students to another class or outside the hall to regroup and regain my composure. Like Like. Thankfully corporal punishment ended a couple of decades ago, but I sure had some psycho teachers at my school, but hey, we all survived!

We did, though I know there were surely some isolated cases in the past where it did a lot more harm than good. I appreciate that you shared about the UK. I do wonder about the role Dog tf tg story corporal punishment in other countries, too. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Google .