@littlek,
The best possible compliment I can receive (well, I
choose to see it as a compliment) is to be asked, generally around twice a day: "Are you Turkish, miss?" This happens, as a rule, when I'm smack in the middle of explaining some complex bit of information, related to their classwork.
The school I work at has about 70% Turkish students & national identity is a very big deal to them.
I used to wonder, for ages, why they kept asking that question. What is some sort of not-so-clever diversionary tactic, to delay getting stuck into the work, I wondered? (Little devils!

) It took me ages to finally "get" why they kept asking. Actually a staff member explained: It is because I have the same eyes, the same skin toning as they do. So they actually think I might be one of them!
I think that's rather nice. (Until we get to the bit where I have to say a few words in Ukrainian. Then we get
really diverted! )