I first got Shakespeare in Grade 6, by a teacher who started us off on Romeo and Juliet, by explaining all the dirty jokes and euphemisms for sexual acts in the first class. She had the full rapt attention of the entire class for the remainder of the term. No one wanted to miss another sixteenth century rude word. I would have to say that the whole boring-Shakespeare phenomenon never happened to me, because to this day, I associate Shakespeare with sex. I would bet all my grade six classmates feel the same way.