Hi Emma. Yes it must be hard for a teacher to cope with that. My brothers never sassed the teacher just blew spit balls around and what ever boys do. But i started standing up for them the day the teacher took our great bigr geography and was hitting my brother over the head with it. I heard her holler his name and looked up and saw that book hit him. His head went right down face first on the desk top. That was when i stood up and hollered. You see my two brothers and i about raised each other along with our younger brother and sister. We always stood together in any situation. My brothers both became very tough guys. Not another guy in our area could whip them. So of course i became tough to because we always play fought together. One day i wrote a song about us. Every one loved it. But my brothers had passed so never heard it. My mean little brothers becaame out standing men. The oldest one made world wise news in a photo taken after the 1957 tornado in Fargo, N.D. He then became a cat operator in the mountains in Montana. My second brother worked building big power poles for sub stations. Then he taught school in Rolla, N.D on the Native American Reservation. Then Mandan Junior College hired him . So they turned out great. But every school has its chosen few of what ever i guess. Viola.