My 2nd grade teacher was a beast. She wouldn't let the class use erasers....and if you did and she found out or suspected you erased something you'd get in trouble. She pulled my hair, smacked my head, yelled at me....I wasn't alone, the whole class suffered. She was an old - bitty- never married smelled like moth balls and left a trail of dust wherever she went. I thought she was a witch the first day of school and the last day of school that year I was positive she was the beast.