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The phone and internet are today's kids lifestyle. It's better than grounding them. No social contact outside of school, they're lost. Every kid i see it twittering away, Loose that privilege the whole interaction gig is gone. Kids don't know how to function w/out it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Clint45
Ding Ding Ding we have a winnerQuote:
Originally Posted by jim
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Originally Posted by TFOGGER
Let it hit her square and solid, when she is on her "keester" Explain to her:
1.How she got there
2.Her current options
3.how to make the correct decision
I'm not talking about throwing someone to the wolves kinda thing, but more of a "negative actions have negative consequences" kinda thing. Make her accept responsibility for her actions.
I would even go as far as to make her do "extra" volunteering to recoup Mom and Dad. Animal shelters, Habitat for humanity, something of that nature to fill, what is obviuosly, extra time.
just my 2 centavos
I feel a little better after a nights sleep. She has some friends that I've never got a good vibe from, some questionable and some great. Looking back I should have gone with my gut more on who she hung out with. Not that it's anyone's fault but my daughters, she made her own decisions. We ended up making some adjustments here at home: more boundries, more limitations, more chores, made it clear she's picking up the entire financial tab for this and she won't have freedom of 'hanging out' at the mall or anywhere else unsupervised for quite awhile. Hopefully it's a life changer for her. We'll all be there at the court hearing, should be a great civics lesson for her. Thanks for the heads -up on what to expect.
I got busted for shoplifting when I was I think 13 or 14. It was at an AAFES (I grew up on Malmstrom AFB). It was not the first time I had shoplifted. I didn't even need to lift the stuff, I had 2 large paper routes by that time and had more money than most kids my age. I have no idea why I was doing it. I didn't hang out with a "bad crowd" or kids that were a bad influence. If anything, I was probably the bad influence, but from what I can remember, it was usually a group effort to cause trouble.
We were taken by the MPs th the station on base and of course they called my parents (dad specifically of course). For a bit of background, my dad was one of the strictest parents I have ever heard of. I hadn't actually gotten my ass beat for a couple of years, but I was expecting one this time. Dad came and picked my up, and it didn't seem that he was very upset while in the station. The second we were driving away the firestorm started. I had NEVER seen my dad that angry, I was scared of the beating about to be inflicted on me, when normally I wouldn't be (I used to laugh at my mom when she was trying to spank me with kitchen utensils and so she would hit me harder until her wooden spoons broke).
Don't get me wrong, I was not abused, and I deserved every single ass whooping I ever received, consequences of being a little shit I guess. I was never spanked/smacked without a very good reason (you know, like getting in a fight in school, general asshattery).
Anyways, once we got home, he didn't even lay a finger on me. Screamed and yelled at me for a while and then was sent to my room. I was grounded to my room for a month. Didn't seem bad at first, and I thought my folks would let up. They didn't. I had to stay in my room for the entire month, only being able to leave to eat meals, deliver my papers, and collect for my paper route. Going to the store or anywhere with my folks was out of the question as well. It sucked. This of course was long before cell phones computers, game systems. Hell, we only had one TV, the big 19" in the living room. This punishment was horrible. I could see/hear my friends hanging out outside daily. I didn't have too many things to keep me occupied either.
When I could finally leave my room, I was grounded to the house/yard for another month. This wasn't quite as bad, but it still sucked not being able to go anywhere at all. When I started to be able to go to the store with my folks again, I could only go into the store if I kept my hands in my pockets the entire time.
I think my total slew of restrictions and punishments lasted about 6 months. I know at the time I wished my old man had just beaten the shit out of me and got it over with.
The result: I haven't in my life one single time since then ever thought about stealing ANYTHING. I think that 6 months of what I thought was hell really got my head straight and to this day I am thankful that I had the strict parenting that I did have. If not I probably would have ended up in actual jail instead of the military. I know for a fact that I would not be where I am today and be as diciplined as I am without the loving punishments that my folks dealt out when I deserved it.
Things like this have lasting impressions and life implications. Good luck with your daughter and hope everything turns out for the best. I know from a personal standpoint that getting busted may have been one of the best things that could have happened to me (of course it seemed life wrecking at the time).
Update:
Went to court today. the judge was way too damn nice, no intimidation, no fear of God, no fire & brimstone. It was a good civics lesson for the daughter though.
She has 19 hours of community service to complete at a non-profit, a class to attend, and a 3 page report on the class due in about 6 weeks.
The shoplifting charge remains on her record. After she turns 18 we can go to court to have the record sealed or expunged where it is hidden from prospective employers, etc.
Just wanted to post in case anyone wanted to know how the system worked.
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Originally Posted by Robb
The first encounter with the law usually ends thsi way. her second one IF it happens and IF it occurs before this shit is over and she could be looking at more serious charges. Especially as a repeat offender. If they don't have the sense enough to quit while they're ahead some local gray bar hotel time , hopefully will cure it.
Interesting, thanks for the update! The judge is probably over it and doesn't think the fire/brimstone is worth his effort anymore.Quote:
Originally Posted by Robb
I shoplifted a ton of GI Joes when I was 12ish. Did it mainly because we were poor, but also because it was an intense rush. Even at that age, the adrenaline was addictive.
Yes, I was the mother of all badasses. lol.
I am well versed in this subject....Aside from any criminal charges, many retailers also envoke the "Civil Demand" law thats on
the books on CO. They send your daughters info to a law firm, and they can demand up to $250!! Idea is to 'offset' the cost to
have a security (Loss Prevention) department. Send me an IM if I can give you anymore advise....