In elementary school (aka "grade school") in the States in the early '70s, corporal punishment was common. Even in "liberal" states like California, particularly if you lived in a small town. Today it's almost unheard of, although it still happens (with impunity) in rural areas in a few states. It's never been made illegal, not at the federal level.
The teachers generally passed off the dirty work to a principal or (if they existed at that level) vice-principal. Though some teachers were sufficiently sadistic, they wanted to make sure themselves the child was to "be taken in hand," and relished the task.
I had a teacher grab me, pull me out to the hallway and shove me against a wall. His stated intent was to get me to stop crying. Not an effective technique. (I was eleven years old; this happened in 1976, in Oregon)
One particularly bad incident: and an awful teacher, who (I later learned) admitted to my parents he felt threatened as a (rather poor) teacher by my relatively-quick mind. He had the upper hand physically, I hardly need to add.
I was typically a "teacher's pet" and--in most instances--didn't have to worry about that sort of brutality. Not from a teacher anyway. My peers, now that's another story...
In elementary school (aka "grade school") in the States in the early '70s, corporal punishment was common. Even in "liberal" states like California, particularly if you lived in a small town. Today it's almost unheard of, although it still happens (with impunity) in rural areas in a few states. It's never been made illegal, not at the federal level.
The teachers generally passed off the dirty work to a principal or (if they existed at that level) vice-principal. Though some teachers were sufficiently sadistic, they wanted to make sure themselves the child was to "be taken in hand," and relished the task.
I had a teacher grab me, pull me out to the hallway and shove me against a wall. His stated intent was to get me to stop crying. Not an effective technique. (I was eleven years old; this happened in 1976, in Oregon)
One particularly bad incident: and an awful teacher, who (I later learned) admitted to my parents he felt threatened as a (rather poor) teacher by my relatively-quick mind. He had the upper hand physically, I hardly need to add.
I was typically a "teacher's pet" and--in most instances--didn't have to worry about that sort of brutality. Not from a teacher anyway. My peers, now that's another story...
@foreverdrone You sound a bit like a poof that needed a taste of the paddle, eh wot?
@foreverdrone You sound a bit like a poof that needed a taste of the paddle, eh wot?