So as the title states, I ran into a funny little mishap a couple of days ago. In my history class, *no names, but a lot of people know the teacher and how the class is already*, my teacher was handing back graded papers. At first all was innocent because it was just a routing thing. Student A writes paper, teacher A grades paper, student A gets back paper. What happened however, was that Student A (me) didn't get back his paper immediately. In fact, he got student B's paper instead. The "funny" part was that I got someone else's paper with An in the Name line. In the beginning however, I thought it was mine.
Like a typical student, I looked straight towards the grade but before I reached it, I ran across these foreign words. I told myself, "What the... was I doing this at 3am in the morning or was I just out of it?" After asking that of course, I looked at the Name line of the paper and saw that it was actually another person in my class. Coincidentally it was a girl.
To those who read my essay, you know that it was about the quirks of having my name. One of the reasons behind the strangeness of my name was that it's a girl name in English, and here's just more proof of that all too common blunder of thinking that way... though not exactly. It was more like my teacher didn't see the rest of the line. The rest of it read a totally different name from mine. Coincidentally though, it was actually a Vietnamese name belonging to one of the girls in my class.
In the end I laughed and knew it was an honest mistake, but there's so many more ways I could connect this moment to my third essay that it's scary.
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