Well, the nuns used to tell us "no running on the playground" and when we did, they would beat the hell out of us.
The nuns allowed us to run on our playground (it was huge!) but God forbid if you brought one of those new fangled frisbees to school. The Principal (Sister Mary Frankenstein is what we called her - she was tall! and scary) would confiscate it and you would have to do detention before you got it back.
I never understood her reluctance to allow frisbees on school grounds. She must have been "taken" as a child.