I had a fifth grade teacher who was River Brethren. About 6’5” with beard to his belly. Huge man. Carried around two rulers taped together on one end. Would whap me all the time for screwing around. He would go to jail this day in age.
I messed about , and in one class I was acting like an idiot and would not shut up in French class.
teacher walked right behind me when I never knew and whacked me over the head.
I never messed about in that class for the next two years, and yes it frigging hurt.