Comments on: #13 - Giving A Whooping

By: 'Mita

'Mita — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 10:20:26 +0000

Man, I remember getting whooped with a switch, belt, phone cord (by my grandma for not staying still while she did my hair), even a fly swatter. My mom told me of the ONE time I tried to call myself throw a tantrum in the grocery store when I was 3 or so over some candy. The end result was my ass getting up off the floor. Now if parents did that nowadays to their kids and spare the store patrons of hearing their brats shouting like a damn fool (mostly white people’s kids), then maybe things will be better off!

By: Daniel

Daniel — Wed, 21 May 2008 06:29:06 +0000

I couldn’t understand some parts of this article iving A Whooping | anythingBlack, but I guess I just need to check some more resources regarding this, because it sounds interesting.

By: Joi

Joi — Sun, 27 Apr 2008 10:55:51 +0000

Someone made reference to “African style whooping”, well I’m a true African and I know what the means. We had a stick kept in the closet of my parents room that we had to get. The we had to lie down on the floor, hands underneath our bodies, and accept the whooping. All the other kids gathered around, for humiliation and preventive purposes. My brother broke the stick once, and then it was a belt, or we had to go out in the garden and get a new stick. I remember wandering around hoping they’d forget… Oh, and a bad one was the African flip flop, which is sturdier than a regular one - my mother looooved the flip flop.

Ahhh, good times.

By: Patience

Patience — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 17:09:37 +0000

Never got whoopings - suburban child that I was - I got spankings. And no switch or belt. We were sophisticated so I got spanked with the paddle from a paddle ball.

My mother didn’t do many beatings in public, she prefered to ignore me and spank me later. By the time my nephew came along when I was 11, she’d graduated to one of those wooden stirrers they give you when you buy paint. I drew a face on it for him and called it Mr. Spanky. God I’m an asshole lmao

Dad never spanked; always mother.

She was really very clever when it came to finding good spanking tools…

By: juck

juck — Wed, 16 Apr 2008 16:16:13 +0000

That belt haunts me still

By: Satirah

Satirah — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 18:06:06 +0000

OMG! This is so funny! I am crying laughing! I can recall getting my last good whoopin at a very young age around 8 years old. After that, I became the angel child because I wasn’t trying to go get anymore switches/belts/brooms/sticks, my tail was through with that! I learned with the quickness. So, my forte became laughing at my siblings when they had to take the death walk. My brother even ran around and around a bush in the yard from my mother when she was whippin him once. He was known as the fastest kid in the neighborhood too. That was a funny scene that day! He started laughing too, but you know what was up once he came back in the house…got his lil “Carl Lewis” running booty whooped off! After that, she held him down to give him a whoopin! I was a laughing hyena behind his whoopins. I even got popped a couple of times for laughing too!
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By: jen

jen — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 11:50:58 +0000

lmaoooooo fresh out the water whoopins. that suckss

By: char

char — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 19:17:40 +0000

excuse the typo (naked

By: char

char — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 19:17:06 +0000

LMAO, my whoopings came as a surprise if I was really bad. My mom would wait until it was bath time to get us while we were wet and nakes. You can’t recover from that. I remember going outside to pick my switch as well. Of course I would go and pick the small switch but my mother would go out their and pick a branch of the damn tree.

By: Miss Cocoa Luv

Miss Cocoa Luv — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 15:21:47 +0000

Damn did you know my mama? LOL.

Have you ever been sent to get the belt and came back and saying you couldnâ€™t find the belt and got in more trouble?
I would get the smallest belt i could find, then get the WTF look