Definition Essay On My Name

This journal speaks on how names are seen as some form of “talent” as it is bestowed upon us on birth. This also has religious implications as some feel as their name is a gift talent given from god. Everyone's name within “their eyes were watching god mean something. An example of this would be Tea Cake. “John Callahan says that Tea Cake "revivifies" names” . The names also have a slightly overshadowed sense of racism, as in a way most of the names given to black people have a sort of dumbed down approach to them. Going back to the complete disregard of the “Afro-American” culture by the

In summary, this reading passage talks about the relationship between one's name and his or her personal and cultural identities. Richard Crasta, the author of reading, introduces the relations between name and three types of personal and cultural identities: The cultural background, the wishes of parents, and the impressions even biases on personality. From my personal experiences, most of Crasta's contentions are plausible, yet some are subjective and obsolete.

William Richard Florio means helm,protector,powerful and a leader. Both my middle name and my first name are German, but they are named after two great English kings.My first name come from nobody that was named that in my family, but my parents named me William because they new that it was a powerful name. My middle name which would be Richard is named after my Grandpa on my mom's side of the family, and that's why Richard is my middle name. I also have a nickname in which my friends and family call me Will. There is really no reason why my nickname is Will, but most likely because it's shorter. I really like my name for many different reasons because,t it sounds really nice.William sounds very powerful

Given its great importance, it is not uncommon for individuals to struggle with the names they are given. Sandra Cisnero’s “My Name” delves into a young girl’s perception of her own name, Esperanza. The narrator discusses her great-grandmother with whom she shared her name. She describes her grandmother as a strong woman, which was in opposition with the cultural beliefs of the time. “My great-grandmother.

My middle name is Faye, which means loyalty or belief. My middle name is named after my paternal grandmother who has this middle name too! I also have two cousins named after my grandma! I am happy with this name because it goes well with my first name and it came from a close relative. When I am older, and have kids, I plan on passing this name onto my first girl. I hope they will continue passing it on! I love the middle name Faye and what the meaning is.

On March 26th, 2004, I was named Ana Reed Margolis. When my parents named me there was no exact meaning to my name, they just liked it. I was named in homage to my great-grandmothers Anne and Annessa, but they changed the name so I would be my own person. It also translates well into most language. This was a factor as if I wanted to travel, my name wouldn’t be an issue.

In a less black and white representation of myself, my name represents a currently nineteen-year-old female who was born into a loving family. I have a mother, father, older brother, and in a sense adopted older brother. My mother’s name is Alicia, my father’s Richard, my brother’s Derek or D.J., and my ‘brother’s’ Caleb. My parents had guardianship over Caleb for seven years before he became emancipated. He didn’t want to feel like a burden on our family; he never was. I like to write, but I don’t like to read unless something really interests me. I love all of the arts and play all woodwind, string, and percussion instruments. I can’t ride a bike or play chess; I could at one point but have forgotten since getting a concussion when I was little in karate. I just haven’t been interested in learning these skills again. My brother, D.J., has autism. He has affected my life in many ways. It was through him I discovered my major. One day, I hope to be a Speech-Language Pathologist and specialize in working with children. I would like to get married and have children someday as well. My name holds my relationships, my hopes, and my dreams.

Growing up in a dominantly hispanic family, I had many family members, yet few names. So, it’s a wonder in my own mind, how I wound up with the name Tiffany. Built into the strong family oriented atmosphere that I still live in today, yet still sticking out of my family like a sore thumb. Worse than that, I was not even awarded the liberty of a middle name to fall back on, or for the sake of having a traditionally long name like everyone else. Yet, even though the odds were against me in this case, I still learned to appreciate my own name.

“Mother used to say that… Christopher was a nice name because it was a story about being kind and helpful, but I do not want my name to mean a story about being kind and helpful. I want my name to mean me.” (Haddon, 16)

I was born as Cortavious Cornele Ivy on March 11, 1999. When I was assigned this history research paper, I found it fun to be able to learn more about who my ancestors were, and where they come from. There isn’t much that I know about it, but what I do know is that my first name Cortavious is bible related. Then my last name Ivy was of the Old English Origin. However there were things that I still found a mystery about my last and middle name. I started to think where did my name come from? What was the purpose of the name? What was the meaning of my name? By using the internet, a book, and a personal interview, I discovered interesting and astonishing facts about my first, middle, and last name.

As a kid my mother would tell me how “she ask God to give her a name that would describe me as person”. One day she was at work and she saw the name Elijah and she hear a voice but no one was there say “Elijah”. Then she begin to let me know how she mixed up the paper and she God if this is you have my hand point out the name is Elijah and it happen. So that’s how I got the name Elijah which means “God is Lord, the strong Lord” (from Google). The Country that I was born in was The United States of America. My father James C. Leonard was born in the South Bronx and my mother Wanda Ostrander was born in New Jersey. The language that I speak is English. The Places where I have traveled was Canada and Down South. I went to a public school in

In “My Name” by Sandra Cisneros, we can see that her name means different things in different cultures. “In English my name means hope. In Spanish it means too many letters. It means sadness, it means waiting” (Cisneros).

A name is not just what you’re called, it is who you are. It is what you stand for and ultimately defines you as a person. Growing up, I used to think my name did not fit me and that nothing that my name stood for had anything to do with me. Now that I am older, I understand the real meaning of my name and how the traits that are connected with my name relate to the person that I have become and continue to develop into. My name represents who I am and who I plan to be.

The name Onorina isn't any ramdom name. I got that name Onorina from my grandmother. People back then said it means Faith or strenth because my grandma used to have so much faith in herslef and in other people. Today the name Onorina means “honor, respect, praise, tribute, offering to a deity, honored, esteemed, respected”. and it's always means 'a baby girls name' as itlaians say it. First when i hear the name Onorina i think of someone who knows whats right and whats wrong but sometimes makes the worng decison bad people lead her to bad places. I love my name and the real meaning of my name really hits me because at some points i can be Onorina and other points i just think i'm someone else.

My first name, Ricardo, Is a fairly common first name for males of Hispanic descent. Ricardo is a Portuguese/Spanish word meaning “Powerful/Great Leader”. There are over 150,000 people in the US with the first name Ricardo; statistically it is the 420th most popular first name. My name has been passed down through the generations in my family, starting with my