29 People Recall the Creative Ways Their Parents Punished Them


Picked my nose as a kid. Mom told me that my snot was actually my braincells, and that I was slowly destroying my brain. Terrified.


I wouldn’t quit making pig noises at my Christmas dinner. My parents decided to punish me by making me go into the bathroom and make pig noises as loud as I could. Despicable punishment if you ask me.


I ate a Vegemite sandwich just moments before dinner after my mum had already told me not to. She made me eat the whole jar or Vegemite as my dinner for punishment. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love Vegemite but anyone who’s accidentally spread the teeniest bit too much on their toast will know why it was the worst punishment ever.


One Christmas eve, I played sick while the family went to Midnight Mass. As soon as they left, I unwrapped all my presents and wrapped them back up very carefully. My mom didn’t say a word when she came home and looked at the tree. The next morning, my favorite gift was nowhere to be seen, and my sister got a bunch of my clothes. I couldn’t say anything. The next year (having decided I would just be more careful) I started unwrapping again each time one was under the tree. They contained dead flowers and rocks taped to the box. Again, I couldn’t even say anything. Mom told me years later she always knew when I was at it as I would stomp around the house and glare at everyone all day.

Written by Irvi Torremoro

Irvi Torremoro is an Austinite by way of Las Vegas. She's worked in various outlets in food & beverage and is now focused on writing, eating all the things, talking about Beyonce, and petting all the puppies. She runs, a lifestyle blog about people in the service industry.