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            “Hey, Chewbacca, I have a question.”  I rolled my eyes
        and turned around towards the snickers coming from the
        desks behind me.  Ryan was wholly unoriginal;
        “Chewbacca” had been his favorite way to poke fun at my
        name for months now.  Usually I wouldn’t humor the
        boy’s comments, but I was feeling relatively generous on
        this day in particular.

            “What is it this time, Ryan?”  I was already
        apprehensively awaiting the punchline inevitably aimed at
        my expense.  His best friend was intently listening in on
        our conversation, probably already ready to laugh in
        Ryan’s support.  I began wishing desperately that my
        Math III teacher would walk in and begin class early.

            “I’ve heard that African languages are, like, pretty cool,
        right?” Ryan began, “And since you’re Nigerian, you
        probably know how to speak African, or whatever.”

            This was interesting.  This seemed like it would be a
        rare chance for one of Ryan’s interactions with me to come
        from a place of naïve ignorance, rather than ridicule.

            “Yeah.” I say in response, my voice soft.  “I speak a
        little bit.  My home language is called Igbo.”

            “That’s cool, whatever.” He brushed aside my
        comment almost immediately; my heart sank as I realized




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