I went to a prep school in Connecticut in the ‘70s. That could have happened to me, if we had laser printers then.
I got them all the time, typically in the form of a chalkboard eraser impacting my head.
My of my jr high math teachers was the worst and would nail me right on the nose at least once or twice a week for not paying attention
That would have happened to me.
My first grade teacher used to slap me on the back of the head (not hard) and tell me to pay attention.
I did eventually learn to follow teachers with my eyes, even as I was speed boating across the world.