Never got the wooden spoon. I wouldn't hurt enough. Belt and thongs heaps. I was the only one who got a lot of discipline, the rest of my siblings very rarely got hit. That said I broke rules a lot more frequently than them. Dad had banned us of playing outside on our own and of TV, there was only one set and it was in his room for him to watch the news on. I also talked back a bit.
had a few wooden spoons broken over me. ironing chord was the doozy
Never got the wooden spoon. I wouldn't hurt enough. Belt and thongs heaps. I was the only one who got a lot of discipline, the rest of my siblings very rarely got hit. That said I broke rules a lot more frequently than them. Dad had banned us of playing outside on our own and of TV, there was only one set and it was in his room for him to watch the news on. I also talked back a bit.
My dad would buy bamboo sticks specifically for the purpose of breaking them on my backside. Hurt like a motherf**k.
I've had a belt, wooden spoon, thong, high heels, poked with a fork, beaten with a ruler and much more...