Yes, I had one in the third grade. Besides some of the things you mentioned this evil man would torture the kids by having one in front of class and demand they confess - without telling them why. After some tears he would finally tell them what bizarre crime he felt they had committed.
In my early 20s I had my first bar back job in a large restaurant. I was responsible for cleaning and stocking the bar - cleaning or dusting the bottles of alcohol. Basically a busboy for the bar.
So many of the bottles contained brands of booze that I had never seen or heard of. So as I was cleaning the bottles I would also take the pourer off each bottle and smell the booze to see what it was like.
I did this with one particular bottle and immediately my legs started giving way and I thought I was going to vomit. Got lightheaded and had to sit down - I swear I thought I was going to start crying.
It was a bottle of Blackberry Brandy.
The stench of that woman came right back to me, I was right back in that classroom scared out of my mind. I never knew what is was she reeked of besides for cigarettes until that moment - it was Blackberry Brandy.