And please, don't call me Shirley

I've said it before, but Peruvians have strange names. Obviously, nothing will ever top Hitler, but I have quite a few this month that make me chuckle a bit when I call on them. While there are no Mussolinis or Stalins or Castros, there are some that make you raise your eyebrows. (By the way, Hitler went from my class to Jake's class, but hasn't been seen in a few months. I could insert a few horrible jokes here, but I'll refrain.)

First of all, Peruvians have a lot of English names that haven't been in vogue for years. For example, my first class has two girls names Shirley, both of whom are younger than me. I feel like I should be talking to a couple of 74-year old women, not two girls who appear to be about 19. A rundown of some of the other strangeness:

• Igor. I always feel the need to say his name in a low, ominous voice, followed by an evil cackle.
  
• Liwi. I never imagined there to be a name that rhymes with "kiwi."
• Kleber. This one is just plain stupid. It's like "clever" only it's not.
  
• Valeria. (rhymes with "maleria") This one isn't strange. It's the Spanish version of Valerie. In fact, we have a teacher named Valerie, but we call her Valeria as a joke, because, well, it sounds like an STD you can only acquire in the jungle.
  
• Alain and Alexis. Two men.
  
• I have at least one Carlos, if not two, in every class, along with a handful of Joses and Luis'. If I can't remember a name, I just call on "Carlos" and see who answers.
  

I understand that these names don't seem so strange to them. I mean, everytime I called on Hitler, I'd look around to see if anyone else found it strange, but they didn't blink an eye.