So today in history class we learned about Arabia and Islam etc

And that reminded me of a story I would like to share about how much of a fuck up I am

So the setting is July 2015. I am 11 years old. I am in the car with my sister, aunt and parents on a ride to visit my family in Virginia. It's a 9 hour car ride without stopping. (We stopped a few times)

So my aunt is pregnant and we're looking up baby names

Here's some background information: I grew up in a VERY white neighborhood.

I have two Latina friends, one Asian, and that's about it. Literally the rest of the school is whiter than white.  I had no exposure to other cultures besides suburban American before I really got involved on the internet.

So I'm looking through the list of of boys names and I come across the name "Muhammad"

I had no clue how to say it.

So I'm like

"Henry, Brad, Jake, Mooohooomaad."

And my entire family is just like "wut?"

"Moohoomaad!"

"Do you mean Muhammad?"

"No! That sounds nothing like how it's spe... oh, yeah I mean that."

They still make fun of me three years later.

On a related note, I pronounced the chocolate milk, Yoo-hoo as yahoo until recently

Why am I such a nugget?