A story about a little southern mom justice, however, seemed the most appropriate. The Lehigh Valley is still full of crazy, but you can take some solace in the fact that other Americans are still kinda just like us!
What would you do if your teenage son got busted for smoking marijuana? One Lowcountry mother isn’t taking it lightly and she’s doing all she can to make sure he doesn’t do it again.
Pacing a main intersection in Beaufort, wearing a sign reading “Smoked pot, got caught! Don’t I look cool? not!” and “Learn from me, don’t do drugs” isn’t exactly the way Brandon Mathison, 13, planned on spending his Friday night. But after he got busted this past weekend for smoking marijuana with his friends, this is the punishment his mother, April Mathison (FACEBOOK PROFILE), came up with.
“Timeouts and taking things away just doesn’t work any more. Sometimes a little public humility is what they need nowadays to get a point across. If this works for him and maybe saves one or two other students from thinking about picking this stuff up, then I feel like I’ve done my job as a parent,” Mathison said.
When she first told him about the punishment, she says her son was surprised.
“He was kind of embarrassed before we even got out here,” she said. “He was like ‘You’re serious? You’re going to have me stand on the road with a sign?’ I was like ‘Yes sir, if this is what it takes.’ I don’t think he believed me at first - I really don’t.”
But she didn’t back down. He has walked the intersection two times this week. He has also been drawing some attention.
“[I got] all kinds of looks. There are people stopping to talk to me,” Brandon Mathison said. “Mostly they are yelling at me to stop.”
It’s a lesson Brandon is not likely to forget. He said he won’t be smoking pot again because he doesn’t want to do this again.
While he certainly isn’t enjoying this punishment, he seems to be getting the message. SOURCE: Live5 News
That’s how it’s done, folks. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have fared too well if I had Southern mom, considering walking around with a sandwich board that proclaimed how I let one of my friends ride on the roof of my car until he fell off in high school would result in a good two years of peer shame.
However, if I knew that that type of punishment was in the cards, perhaps I never would have went ahead with it. We called it “car surfing” AKA the worst idea ever.
Now, let’s just hope I don’t get any hate email from this kid’s mom forcing me to wear a sign that reads, “Learn from me, don’t blog about local criminals who have thin skin and forget the newspapers reported on it first.”
Off to the beach :)