When I was in the 3rd grade in 1966, my teacher told a visitor to our class that I was a good student but sometimes I was on Cloud 9. I shudder to think what they’d do to me now.
Oh Yeah, I think about that, too. I was a “daydreamer” my mom smacked my ass and I became a good listener and student. Simple.
I had an unfortunate experience with my oldest daughter. Her 1st grade teacher (a B*%^ch) insisted that she was ADHD, sent her for an evaluation etc.... She was diagnosed and medicated. That lasted about 2 weeks. She had a constant headache and nausea on ritalin. I took her off and spent a little extra time with her and the word was never uttered again throughout her entire school career. She’s now in the Navy and enjoying a wonderful life.
The point being that they really do pressure you at the school level to do this, make it impossible not to. Amazingly the same teacher commented all of the time about how much better Nikki was doing since she was on her meds. (I just let her believe that she was)
I was completely inattentive in school, so I probably would have been on Ritalin today. Luckily the teachers and administrators figured out I was just bored out of my mind and gave me more interesting and difficult things to do. After that I was a pretty good student.