One thing I remember about kindergarten in 1971 was a particular incident where my teacher drug a boy across the floor and out of the class by his hair because he was not behaving, and I don’t even remember what he did. But I DO remember that NOBODY ever acted up in her class again!!
Something to do with me being a disruptive smart ass in his class. (I know that's hard to believe since I'm such a nice mellow fellow.)