You’re right. They didn’t know when I was in grade school either. I went to school in Reno, NV. for fifth grade, my father was Army, the teacher at the school, a hole called STED, thought it was literally an island. I embarrassed her in front of the class. Needless to say I didn’t do well there. I had a fight every day practically. I was the “dude”. They eventually got tired of trying to beat up the wop.