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Personal Narrative: Why I Say My Name
The other kids would laugh because they knew the teacher was trying to say my name. It made me hate my name, I knew the teasing would not stop, so I made sure throughout high school, when the teachers would mispronounce my name, I made sure to correct them. When I joined the soccer team, the football team and other school activates the other kids started saying my name correctly. As I did more events throughout high school, I felt like people knew me more and for this, they learned to pronounce my

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