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Asking directly

Sometimes the big picture is just a little bit blurred.

Sometimes the big picture is just a little bit blurred.

Midterms are next week, and students are freaking out. I held an extra review session after school today, and it was a random mix of students. I had one student staying after for detention “but only ‘cuz I’m one of their favorite teachers,” another student who just needed someplace to hang out, and a few students working on an (admittedly) obnoxiously large review that I gave them.

All week, my one class has been bugging me about wanting to know what my “fiancé” looks like, if “he” is Black or Spanish, etc. I figured some rumors must be flying, but I shrugged it off, refusing to answer any questions and telling my kids that I enjoy hearing rumors about myself that spread throughout the day.

Anyway, after school, the unexpected happened.

Student 1: “Miss, I have to ask you, and I hope you don’t mind. You tell us to ask what we’re thinking… Can I ask you something personal?”

Me: “Maybe?”

Student 1: “Are you… is your fiancé… not a man? Are you… you know… gay?”

Me: “Yes. I’m a lesbian.”

Student 2: “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US?!!”

Me: “Nobody ever asked me directly. I mean, when you asked if I had a boyfriend, I said I didn’t have a boyfriend, and when another class asked if I was in a relationship, I said that I was in a relationship.”

Student 3 (who has been homophobic and dropping the “f-g bomb” almost everyday): “Miss! All this time you let me say ‘he’ and look like a fool. I been played son.” (pauses) “So is your fiancée still black like the rumors said?!”

I guess I’m just glad I live in a world where only my fiancée’s color matters to students who have regularly dropped the “f-g” bomb all year?

It’ll be interesting to see what happens tomorrow when the latest “rumor” about my love life is spread…