I loved Latin and took it to A Level in the 60s, although because of its relative complexity it is not suitable for all pupils, however elitist this may sound. Those of my contemporaries who were less enthusiastic about the language would often question its value, to which the stock reply was that it gave you a better understanding of history, how the world is today and also a better understanding of the English language and its orthography. Even I used to question this response as I liked Latin for its own sake, but how right they were. Many common spelling mistakes can be attributed to a lack of knowledge of the original Latin or Greek word, e.g. the endings -ance or -ence.
I am proud of my ability to spell (any mistakes I make are typos which I don't replicate in writing) and am extremely grateful to my Classics teachers at school, no matter how rigorous and unrelenting they may have been.
There is a scene in Monty Python's Life of Brian in which a character daubs a wall with slogans in illiterate Latin. The resulting rebuke from the centurion who catches him is so reminiscent of that which one could expect from a master in a 1960s Latin class that I howl with laughter every time I see it. Unfortunately too few people now are able to appreciate the joke.