A while back, I took an English course, which helped immensely in the search for jobs, over the last few years, and still today. At the beginning of the 30-weeks, the tutor gave us handouts which explained what was in store in the curriculum. One of the literature books we studied was ‘The Taming of the Shrew’ by Shakespeare. We clapped and cheered with glee and there we sat, our faces beaming, ears hungry for the entire joyful lesson, wanting more! Well, actually, that’s not completely true. As each of us, our plaintive faces fixed upon the tutor, as he dragged us all, painfully, through the hour and a half. Even…