sexybbstar:
The greatest flogging was the last flog I ever received... It was 85 strokes. (eight years ago)

McBrooklyn:


Dude, TBH I wish 85 strokes of nothing but common sense can fall on you tonight...

Hykis:


what!!! nd u no faint...as a girl u tried o

McBrooklyn:


Who be Bright??

sexybbstar:
The greatest flogging was the last flog I ever received... It was 85 strokes. (eight years ago)

BruncleZuma:
I snitched on a neighbour kpenshing another neighbour's wife and got called as a witness...my brothers and sisters that was the day I learnt to mind my business.
God the flogging eeehn e reach to make BHT dem repent.

#IHaveForgivenMyPapaSha

sexybbstar:
The greatest flogging was the last flog I ever received... It was 85 strokes. (eight years ago)

sinaj:
Happened when I was in primary 1.

Got back from school around 3pm or so, was about bathing when my nxt door neigbour invited me for one party like dat.

Didnt wnt to go o! but changed my mind when i thought of cake icing, chocomilo,banana chewing gum, parago and baloon i would take to school the next day

I quickly accepted and had my bath quickly, couldnt evn wear party cloth coz my hand couldnt reach the wardrobe. I just wore my white singlet nd black host like dat with my koi koi shoe

Left the house open coz I thought i would return early b4 my mum but somehow i later delayed nd stayed there until 7 o clock, didnt know that everyone was looking for me at home. My mum even thought my school driver didnt bring me back nd was accusing him already, she didnt knw dat her child was dancing awilo in one party

I got back past 7 or so nd saw her with some other persons outside nd understood immediately. I was about throwing my precious goody bag away b4 she saw me nd pounced on me...

My mum gave me different styles that left me with tattoos scars. Even disfigured one of my fingernails lol.

I didnt talk to my frnd until we moved out of dat house.

DeadRat:
I Was like 10 then... I Narrated The Position Of All The Rooms In My house To My Friend, i Told Him Who And Who Slept There... I Didnt Know My Dad Was Listening, me Wey Be Idiot Just De Happy De Laugh Until i Enter House... When I Enter House That Day, i Won Die From Cane. My Papa say Me And My Friend Na Armed Robber, say we De Plan Robbery, We Won Come Rob Am (10years Old Robber) i Collect Beaten That Day Like The Kind Beaten Jackie Chan de Give Enemies

sexybbstar:
I no faint o. I've got a very thick skin, caning doesn't really move me. The nice part is that, I have a very good skin that doesn't retain scars. Whenever I have scars, it will clear off within a month.

sexybbstar:
I no faint o. I've got a very thick skin, caning doesn't really move me. The nice part is that, I have a very good skin that doesn't retain scars. Whenever I have scars, it will clear off within a month.

idope247:
My dad knocked on my bedroom door and i angryly said WHO IS THAT FOOL My dad knocked on my bedroom door and i angryly said WHO IS THAT FOOL

Prebaby93:
them boys stole all my books in jss1(govt school ).....mum locked the door beat me.. hay God I prayed for Jesus to come that moment.....the boys stole 11books, after 2days I came home with 22books

McBrooklyn:
Well, I think growing up in a African home, we must all have received some floggings in the past for either being disobedient or probably too obedient. So reminiscing about one or two of those numerous floggings those days won't get you another flogging now, huh??


So lemme start with mine... Growing up as a child and a boy to be precise, I was so fond on playing football and playing game back then. So there was this particular day, I was home alone and bored AF and there here comes this particular friend of mine that came to gist me about how one man just opened a new shop not too far from my area then and he started sweet talking me about how this particular man was selling his own computer game at a cheaper price (I think #300 then). Mehn, to cut the story short he successfully brainwashed me and I tripped but the only problem we had that moment was raising the money to go get the computer game. Fortunately and unfortunately for me, I knew where my Mum usually stashed her money and viola I removed the particular price we're gonna need to get the game and we went yo get the game and the batteries needed to. We played and played to our maximum satisfaction that afternoon till evening when that my friend bade me farewell cos twas getting dark then. My Mum came home and she kinda noticed I was more than happy that evening compared to when she left earlier like I won a lottery during the day or something. That was the moment she started suspecting foul play, she asked me what's up with me and I said I was a little bit overjoyed about her arrival cos I was home alone all day. Then, she caught me playing the game late that same night and just like a typical Nigerian mother she asked me where I got the game from and I told her I bought it, then she asked with which money and that was the moment I realized I already shot myself in the leg the moment I said I bought it. Mehn, she beat the devil and the hell outta me that night even after confessing about stealing her money earlier to buy the computer game and the painful thing was I was made to return the game the following morning unless she ain't gonna give me food in that house again. Chei, I begged the seller like madt before the man decided to help my life by refunding me the money and thereby collecting the computer game back. That was the day I realized the Bible was right about "Idle hands are Devil's workshop" verse


So Nairalanders, over to y'all... What's your own story??

ezewealth:
My own was in jss 2, I and my best friend took the last position in the class, I took 42 and my friends position was 43. When we are returning with our report card, I and my friend were laughing at eachother meanwhile I didn't know my dad saw me from afar and he was with his friends ( fellow managers) he was telling them " this is my son o he does well in sch, I am proud of him". On seeing my dad my mood changed meanwhile my friend cross the other side of the road and ran( he knows my dad very well). My dad and his friends was smiling when I met them, one said "this one I was laughing is like you took first position",the other said " why won't he take first, his father is a brilliant man", my father responded with proud " an apple don't fall far from its tree" at that moment I felt like the ground should open and swallow me. My dad then collected the result from me........... thank God I am live today because the beating lasted for 4 weeks. I miss you dad rip