“Are you pregnant?” There was a brief moment of silence before the music teacher slowly turned to face me. I could see the familiar look in her eyes reflecting several layers of shock. She was new at the school and did not even know me. Flash cards of adjectives she thought about me at that moment shuffled through my mind. Grinning, I casually lifted my hand to point at the Deaf student standing in line. It wasn’t registering. I leaned in to whisper, “This student was asking the question, not me.” It took another second before her eyes left mine and gazed over to where I pointed. I could see…