Definitely a different time. I had a teacher actually tie me to my desk with twine becasue I kept getting up and wandering around. First grade probably.

What teacher who pulled pony tails or tied a kid to a desk would not be fired instantly nowadays? Yet we survived.

I didn't respect Mrs. Wood for tying me to my desk. Instead I had all kinds of superhero fantasies where she would tie me with ropes, hawsers, cables, and chains and I would break them all with my super-strength, all the while struggling in those twine bonds. My mom found out about it and took the teacher's part. It was all very humiliating, but I survived and managed not to become a psycho killer.