I'm still reading The Kinta Years by Janice Holt Giles and I'm enjoying the parts about her first year of school. She said she liked school and only got switched once, for whispering across the aisle.
I sympathize, I was always in trouble for talking at school. I was a fairly quick learner and generally finished my work long before my classmates and so it was time to talk and I did, frequently getting in trouble for it. I guess I was lucky that they no longer "switched" you for that or I would have frequently been punished.
The author said that she earned good scores (the grades were numeric) in everything but Deportment, that was the whispering. As late as my Sophomore year in high school a teacher wrote on my Report Card, "Talks too much!", to which my Father responded, "Stop her!", to which my teacher next replied,"Only one man, need an army!". I still have the Report Card, good for a laugh now and then, and yes, I still talk too much.