"Hi, My name's Miss Ridley. What's yours?"
"Quada'sha."
"Heaven."
"Jesus."
"Greisly."
"Who's your teacher?"
A shrug of the shoulder.
"Uh,...."
"I don't know."
"Hi, What student are you picking up? What grade?"
"Jailene Pamela Rosales."
"What grade?"
A shake of the head and then three fingers held up.
"Is this one person or two?"
More sign language and then "one girl."
And I'm off to find her classroom in a school of more than 650 students.
Escorting two white girls to their car, they are incensed that no one knows their name.
I make a mental note that there are two things working against them: they are white and they have normal names.
I love the beginning of a new school year!
3 comments:
I laughed through this whole thing lol. do you still take volunteers?
Yep! I do. Wanna help?
I do! it sounds like fun..when would ya need me?
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