Me: Do you need a late bus pass?
Student 1 (walking with Student 2): Yes, but she doesn’t.
Me: OK (writing one), here you go.
Student 2: Thanks Keesha.
Me: Wait, what? What’s my name?
Student 1: Your name is Keesha.
Me (geniunely confused): You’ve known me for two years, my name is not Keesha.
Student 2: It’s your Black name, Miss.
Student 1: Yeah, you’re Black on the inside, so your name is Keesha.
Student 2: So we’re going to call you Keesha.
Me (smiling): Am I only Black after school?
Student 2 (very seriously): No, but we’ll call you Mrs. Crumpett during the day.
Me (matching her seriousness): Yeah, I think it’ll be less confusing that way…