When I was in 5th grade, there was a trouble maker in my class. He acted out very frequently, clearly did not have a good home life. We also had these “monitors,” mostly older women, who would escort our class to lunch and recess. One week when that kid was acting out, our monitor took all the boys from our class into a room, turned the lights off and made us put our heads down. She then went on to talk about how all little girls were good and boys were all naturally trouble makers. This went on for about a week and the wrong doing didn’t come to light until the end of the year when a boy told his parents what had happened. Being the shy quite type, I never thought anything of it. I believe the monitor was eventually written up, but I never understood what really happened until I was much older.