Hell, I got my ass beat for break dancing in the restroom back in the 5th garde. I was in the middle of a mad backspin and in walked the principal. He cracked me and my teacher drug me down the hall by my ear. I never did shit in school again after that.
If I even get in the face of a kid and yell nowadays I have to worry that mommy or daddy will come in.
I had a kid last year who was a complete whiner about everything and was nthing but trouble. He complained to his mom that the math teacher was too mean and she demanded him be pulled out (she was an old crack whore). He started popping off to me one day and I went nuts (it takes a lot to set me off) screaming and he's breaking down. My last words were, "now go home and cry to mommy and have her pull you out my class."
Ok, maybe a bad teacher moment, but he had it coming. So... the next day she calls and asks to speak to me. I get on the phone and she says she doesn't appreciate the way I talked to her son and I should apologize. At that point I lost it. This kid was so disrespectful and beligerent and I'm supposed to apologize? I proceeded to tell he there was no way I would be apologizing and I told her she was the root of the problem for always defending him. We get into a shouting match on the phone and my principal is sitting there laughng his ass off at me. This lady was a legend around town so he knew where it was coming from. Finally, after more choice words, she apologized and said she would take care of the matters at home.
Most of the time nobody stands up to the parenst and then little Johnny gets away with everything. F That! If I'm right, I ain't playing that politically correct "the customer is always right" horsecrap. When I got nailed breakdancing (yes, I sucked at it) I didn't run home and tell my parents. Cripe, I would've got it there too!
Most of these kids need a good ass whoopin'. PERIOD!