Wow, that’s something you don’t see today, a nun sitting down in front of a class to spit the n-word for twenty minutes.
My fifth-grade teacher at North Elementary read us the Sherlock Holmes short stories while the class had a little rest after being out on the playground. I still distinctly remember “The Red-Headed League” and “The Speckled Band,” and the great, spooky B&W illustrations in that particular edition.
I’m guessing she Bowdlerized it? :dubious:
The word “nigger” appears 219 times in the 405 page book. I somehow doubt that it was spat at the class for twenty minutes every time the book was read.
Me too, in kindergarten. I (successfully!) begged for, acquired, and read all by first or second grade.
I think one of my second grade teachers (we had split classes like high school) read us The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and I quickly read the remainder. Same with the Prydain Chronicles (Black Cauldron).
In third grade, my teacher read an excerpt from Gone with the Wind. I found a tattered copy on our bookshelf, and stayed up all night reading it in the bathroom. Good times…
Can’t say all this did much for me academically, except to teach me escapism via literature, but I’ll allow it. 
Now ask me the novels we had to read in high school for dumbed-down analysis, and I’ll tell you the novels that were completely ruined for me…