We went through a slew of substitutes for the remainder of my second grade year.
Staying seated in my desk was very difficult for me. Especially on one memorable day. I needed a Kleenex. I had to throw it away. My shoe fell off. My pencil needed sharpening… Our poor inexperienced substitute-of-the-day was at her wit's end, so she took an extension cord and wrapped it around and around to secure me in my chair, and for added security, plugged it into itself, telling me that if I tried to escape, I would be electrocuted. It worked and I stayed very still. I took a note home and was promptly spanked. Imagine if this happened today! The teacher and my mother would both be in jail.