When my dad was a kid, the teacher switched his left hand for writing with it! When he got home, he told his dad, and grandpa went to the school and knocked the crap out of the teacher! I bet that was the last time that teacher EVER switched a kid's hand! lol
When I was a kid about 7 or 8, the teacher would jerk the pencil out of my left hand and put it in my right hand! My penmanship wasn't great as a lefty, but it was terrible as a righty! Teacher said I just needed more practice.
One day I happened to mention "that" to my mother, and she told me to go tell my dad that, so I did. It was a Friday, and I was shocked to see my dad still home from work on Monday (he NEVER missed work) and he drove me to school (normally we walked) anyway, he told me to stay outside, and he went in. After a bit he came out, said goodby and off he went to work, I was treated "golden" after that!
That teacher NEVER messed with me after that! lol And I never found out what he told her either!
SR