name blindness
Prosopagnosia may be a pain in the ass, but what's the clinical term for spending 6.5 hours a day with the same 20 kids, five days a week for six months, and still calling them all by each others' names? 'Twouldn't be so bad if Jordan and Jonah were both boys, but Jordan's a girl. And it wouldn't be so bad if Jonah and Dominick at least sort of looked alike, but they are like Mutt and Jeff. And it wouldn't be so bad if Ryan and Randy resembled each other, but Ryan's a tallish Caucasian kid with glasses and messy blonde hair, and Randy's a short Vietnamese kid with a bowl haircut. And then there are the moments when no names come to me at all, and I stand there and point until the stutter comes in: "Dom - Jo - Jor - MICAH! MICAH! MICAH!"
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When the studdering comes into play, you need to say, "Eh you!" to save your self from further embarrassment. My Grandma gets like that because of all the different kids. "Rei, Shan, um, Coll, eh you!"
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