My very first teacher hated me. Yes, i was one of those fidgety kids who couldn't sit still but i was 6! I had her in my 2nd year of primary school as well. One day i brought to school, with my sandwhich, a peach. It sat on my desk and she accused me of stealing HER peach. I cried and cried and said, standing my ground, that i didn't, and would never steal her peach. My mom packed it with my lunch. Next thing im being dragged out ( yes, dragged on the floor by my arms) with my skirt up and underwear showing, to the head master's office. She stood arms folded smiling while the class was laughing. This is the worst of the bullying i had to put up with from her and though 1 or 2 others complained she remains ( by some miracle) a teacher today. Heard from someone where she teaches and though it happened 30 years ago I'd like to confront her about it. It scarred me a bit. Aibu?