Friday, November 07, 2008

My heritage is something of a mystery to people here. I've heard Turkish, Puerto Rican and even Indian, but the last few days have been rather absurd. On Tuesday, some of my 6-year-old students mistook a picture of Pittsburgh Steelers running back Willie Parker for me. Considering that it was a tiny picture, it's an honest mistake. Some older students shout "Mr. Adeel!" whenever they see Franklin, the token black character on Peanuts. That's a little more accurate, I suppose.

The most flattering comment, at least I took it to be flattering, came today. Every afternoon, kids from neighbouring classes yell things at me as they go home, and I'd never understood it until today. They've been shouting "MR. OBAMA!!!" at me for the last month.

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