Yours was fifth-grade? Well, ya got me beat. I managed to keep up all the way until I hit my "World Literature" class in High School. I never did get through "Wuthering Heights". Reading Bronte's work was as mentally laborious as physically wading across a neck-deep lake of peanut butter the breadth of Lake Michigan. Before "Wuthering Heights" I'd never read a work where the author took more than a page to describe a character. Feh! Bronte can burn up that much real estate on just a person's nose, nevermind the rest of their face and overall demeanor.
Who knows?