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My parents are both teachers and have taught at some of the more "interesting" public schools in central Florida. They've both told me stories about students with interesting names.
Mom had a girl named Pepsi, and a boy named Ferrari.
Dad always had the best ones though...a couple years ago he came home after the first day of class and had this great story:
He's reading the roll call with a new class, making sure he knows how to pronounce everyone's name, filling out the seating chart, etc. Normal routine, no big deal. He's about 1/2 way done and he sees this one name that makes him pause. He has no idea what to say for the first name, so he just says her last name, "Miss Smith?"
The young lady stands up and says, "Mr. _____, my name is Sha-Theed!"
My dad just says okay and jots down the pronounciation next to:
Sh*thead Smith
Dad showed me his class roster - the name was actually spelled S-H-I-T-H-E-A-D.
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