I remember our bus driver in fifth grade in 1960 - Mr. Swarthout. WW II was only 15 years behind us, so men didn’t take ANY crap from kids. He maintained control of the bus. If somebody acted up, he stopped the bus and marched back there to handle the mischief maker. It usually took only one “talking to” and a kid didn’t act up again.
Those days are long gone. Sigh.
Our bus driver would pull over and kick the trouble makers off the bus. It was great.