being called a name didn’t bother me too much. While a teacher, I’d been a “bitch-ass nigga,” a “smarty-arty nigga,” a “straight bitch yo,” a “bitch-ass bitch,” a “meanie,” a “boogerface,” a “motherfucker,” an “ugly motherfucker,” a “fuck boy,” and a “republican.” High school classrooms are basically Internet comment threads with acne.
