Cameron: Crooked Nose

Calvin Emmett Alexander,my name has been carried by so many famous people in the world. My family has handed this name down for 5 generations of men. There is so many wonderful things to learn about my name. Now that I know how many people have my name I am really happy to have the name Calvin Emmett

I’m not completely sure on how I feel about nicknames; not the entire concept of nicknames, only when others try to create ones other than the widely accepted, Sam. The long list of failed attempts to shorten my name include: SJ, JJ, Sami, and the worst of them all, Sammy. (Bestnicknametees.com) All of which I reject mainly because I just did not grow up with them. Therefore, the only nickname that fits me is the one I know and identify with, Sam. As a child I was presented with the nickname “Sammy” by my sister, 13 years in an age difference and they usually hold much power over me so I wouldn't necessarily ask her to stop, and find her actually doing so. Until this day she calls me “Sammy,” and until this day, I hate the name,

Luckily, I have name that grants me room for change. Abigail B. Sokol would sound sophisticated and professional if I become a doctor, as my mother envisioned. “Abs” is what I am called on the basketball court for a quick, one syllable signal. Actually, the name I respond to best is Abby; it has a voice of its own that I have always thought of as bubbly and cute. At this point in my life, the word Abby best fits who I am.

Even though he was disappointed him and mom were very happy. My mom wanted me to have a unique name that not many people had as a name. My mother wanted it spelt a certain way to make it trick people on how to say and spell it. By having my named spelt that way made people that I never knew ask me how you say it and how to spell it later on. Even though my name was Alyson my family called me Geezer. My dad was the first one that started calling me that. I had many different nicknames that my whole family would call me. My grandma would call me Tinkerbell, my grandpa would call me Swiper, and all my aunts and uncles called me Ally. The nickname that I loved the most is Geezer because it is like a dog name but still fits my

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They named me after the old Rita tree that our village honored, because my hair was the same color as its leaves in the fall. Bright red and obnoxious; the all in your face kind. My mother thought it suited me well because it was like me...obnoxious.

When I think of my name, it reminds me of sitting on the couch Christmas morning drinking hot, delicious cocoa. Mmmmm! My name smells like fresh cookies coming out of the oven, tastes like creamy chocolate melting on my tongue. It looks like an athlete running.and even feels like a warm,toasty blanket.But even though ?I kinda like my name,it doesn’t have a lot of nicknames.

My mom named me Liliangel because her name is Florangel and she wanted us to be connected so she put the first part of my name a flower and added the angel to it. My nickname Lili came from everyone pronouncing my name wrong. When I was little kids in my class would say my name like Lili-an-hell. Also people would spell my name wrong there were many versions including: Lilliangel, Lillyangel, Lilyangel, Lili Angel and worst of all Liliangle. I got so sick of this, so I asked everyone to call me Lili. That is why everyone calls me Lili I am the queen of nickname I have about 100. I have grown to love my nickname more than of my real name. If I could choose a new nickname I would choose Angel even though it is the other part of my name no one

I personally like my name and wouldn’t really want to change it. There was a time when I considered going by Mitchell, but I never went through with it. Luke was the 50th most common name in the year I was born, so it’s not exactly unique, but at least no one will ever have trouble spelling or pronouncing it. I am called Lou by a select few of my friends, but that’s not by my choice.

P:Paul, because the name was given to me by God and that is when I converted to Christianity.

When I was born, my parents sat in the hospital room thinking of what my name could be. My mother’s heart was set on Hayley. My dad’s heart was set on Gabrielle. They argued on these names for what seemed like hours to the family waiting to know what to actually call me. Each family member had taken a side for a name, but nothing was decided yet. More arguing led to the final name, and it the decision that would certainly stick with me for the rest of my life. My name was Gabrielle. Some of the family members left the hospital thinking that would for sure be my name. Nothing was set in stone though.

I sometimes laugh about the irony in my name, occasionally I thought about changing it to something

Crucify the last two letters from my last name and change my first. Call me Emmanuel.

If my name were an acronym it would be K- Knowledge, E- Enthusiastic, L- Loyal, S- Sanguine, E- Engaged, and Y- Youthful, K.E.L.S.E.Y. K would represent knowledge because of my inclination for learning about new and unique facts. I’m inclined to find out new facts every day just to have an additional fact to keep in my head. The first E would begin the word enthusiastic because, I always look forward to the next event in life, and boast about what the event will bring. If I receive good news that is celebratory or eventful, I become filled with zest and my happiness becomes impenetrable because of the overwhelm avidity. L symbolizes Loyal because I will always stand by my family and friends remains true to my words, forbidding rumors and gossip to tear me away or separate me from the ones

Haydn Arminta Sage. The only girl name my parents could agree on. It took many months to decide on the name. It took many months of vigorously searching through baby name books in the local Barnes and Noble. Until they finally agreed on Haydn if I was a girl or Sterling if I was a boy. My parents like the name not only because of how it sounded but also the meaning behind it. Haydn means “field of heather and fire”; the perfect balance. I was also named after the famous composer Joseph Haydn, who is also one of my parents favorite composers.