My Name's Not-AliceMy Name’s Not-Alice(or Curiouser and Curiouser)“Alice, you know this must be done,” the Red Queen said.“My name’s not Alice!” I protested but the Red Queen ignored me.“I found you in Philadelphia, Alice,” the Red Queen said. “A poor girl living on the streets.” I had only vague memories of that life. I could not even remember my name. “And now I have molded you into a powerful young woman. Once you are promoted I shall send you out into the world to make a difference, like we have talked about.I opened my mouth to protest, but then I noticed the Knave, the Queen’s assistant, coming down the corridor toward us. “You sent for me, Majesty?” he asked.“Yes, Alice is being obstinate,” she said.“You wonder about all these trappings,” I said to the Knave. “Why are we all called Alice? Curiouser and curiouser.