I’ve seen some people complaining about that “being white means never having your name mispronounced” post that’s going around. On the one hand, they’re totally right: I’m a white guy with a Ukrainian surname, and it gets mispronounced all the time. I’ve had to correct just about everybody I know at some point.
You know what’s never happened, though?
Nobody’s ever asked me if they could call me a different name that’s easier for them to say instead.
Nobody’s ever reacted to having their pronunciation corrected with a look of utter incredulity, like I’d just asked them to sprout wings and fly.
Nobody’s ever just straight-up refused to acknowledge the correction and continued to mispronounce my name has they had before.
Nobody’s ever tried to convince me that I’m pronouncing my own name wrong.
Back when I was in school - and I mean straight on through university, not just primary school - I saw all of the above inflicted upon other students on a regular basis, including folks whose names were, by any reasonable metric, much less tongue-twisting than mine.
Can you guess what all those folks had in common?