I think, perhaps, I’m
getting immune to it all. The
other day I was in a class, helping out and a student asked ‘what’s he doing
here’. It wasn’t calculated, it
was just a suburban kid making assumptions. Perhaps for this reason, I didn’t flinch, I just ignored the
pronoun and explained what I was doing.
Thankfully the teacher also took it in her stride. I don’t know if the boy worked it out
or not. We just got on with the
class. I could have missed a teachable moment. But the most important thing for me was that I missed an
awkward moment.
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