I misunderstood. What do you mean ”...if they don’t hurt or scare the kid, how are they a deterrent?”?
Let me answer what I think you meant.
Well, it’s the idea more than anything. Like, if I got in bad trouble as a kid (which was rare) I would have to go to my room and wait for Dad to come home, and he would administer said spanking.
The waiting and the dreading was the worst part. Worst than the spanking. But it was the idea, “Oh, God. I’m going to get a spanking…” that did me in.
Here is a perfect example, and one I use to this day:
I once had a sub job as a music teacher. This meant I had a different class every hour. Of course, kids see a sub and they think “party time.” I usually got them turned around and flying right within 5 minutes so we could get some work done.
I did NOT ever rely on “I’m going to tell your teacher!” I wanted them to respect me in my own right, and they did.
However, one day this 3rd grade class came in. They were perfect. They sat down. They were quiet. Then the teacher, Mrs. Perkins, left. The kids started fidgeting, of course. Something about the way the came in, the deference to their teacher made me curious.
For the first time (and last) I said, “Hey, if you start getting crazy I’m going to tell your teacher.”
The room froze!!!
I was like, “What thee hell?”
Then I asked one of the kids, “Well, what would happen if I told Mrs. Perkins?”
She said, SHE’D PERKINIZE US!!! The rest of the class was nodding their heads madly. Quietly, but madly.
I got really curious. What ever “Perkinize” was, you sure as God didn’t want it to happen, you could tell!
So I asked what it was.
They all started talking at once. I had to quiet them down and pick one at a time to speak. They all said the same thing, “It’s the worst thing that you can imagine!”
I tentatively asked, “What’s the worst thing that could happen?”
One kid yelled, “She’d lock you in a closet!”
I thought, “No way is she locking kids in closets!”
Another said, “She’s hang you out the window!”
I thought, “What thee hell?!”
I just shook my head and got to work.
Talked to Mrs. Perkins after class. “What is “Perkanized?”
She just smiled and said, “It’s nothing specific. I just tell them it’s the worst thing that they could imagine, and leave the rest up to their imagination.”
Beautiful