Mary Grace Reeves Research

Most of our lives we have been called a certain name, whether it was given to us by birth or a nickname that friends have called us, but each of us has a meaning behind our names and I am going to talk about mine. My first name is Jacob, which is a very common boy’s name in this current period of time. I have known Dumont, my last name, to be a French surname because of my father’s side coming from France and Italy. Furthermore, both my first name and last name have meaning of some sort and that is what I will go over in my essay.

Most people have a story about how their parents decided on their name, especially those of us who have less common ones. Mine is fairly dry; my parents looked through a book of names and decided that “Maizie” was charming and sweet and would fit me well. My sister’s story, however, is slightly more intriguing. Cleo Arden Seidl, born on August 3rd of 2001, was named by me, Maizie Regan Seidl, when I was just two years and nine months old.

My full name is Caroline Grace Britten. In the beginning, Caroline wasn’t the name that was chosen for me. When my mom and dad figured out they were having a girl, my mom liked the name Chloe. One day, she looked up the meaning of the name on the Internet. When she typed in “Chloe” inappropriate pictures popped up on the first page and she was horrified. After that, I was no longer a “Chloe” and the naming situation went back to square one. On the way to the hospital for a visit, Mom and Dad asked my older siblings names what they liked. My older brother, Wyatt, said he always thought Caroline was a pretty name. My oldest sister, Macie, loved the name Grace. So, the two names formed together and that’s how Caroline Grace

Ever wondered why you have your name and where did it come from? I questioned my parents why did that name stood out to them. According to studies, people with uncommon names dislike their names given to them by their parents. I’m proudly part of that small percentage that likes it . People with uncommon names should be proud to receive such a unique name. People should know the significance of their name and be proud of it.

As a young girl, I never took the time to understand my name, My name was just a word, a word my father had chosen for me. It had no meaning, no significance, especially because I lived with my mother. She always called me by my middle name. Maybe my first name reminded her of my father, or maybe she just felt more connected to my middle name since she had chosen it. The name Chidimma rang loudly through the walls in our home and I never questioned it; that was just the way things were in my home.

It was late afternoon and the sun had already set when I remembered that I needed to interview my parents to figure out why I received my first name. The food had been eaten and the dishes were washed so my parents and I sat down at the smooth glass dining table to start the interview. Right before I asked the questions I felt a sudden wonder in what my parents would answer, since we had never talked about this topic before. Would this new information change the way I thought about my name or would I enjoy my name even more. The first question I asked my parents was, why did I receive my name? My dad simply answered that they had looked in a baby book of names and liked the name Yasmin. On the other hand my mom stated that there is a beautiful

Overall these sources reminded me of plagiarism rules I haven’t thought of recently and taught me new ways to conduct and go about my research process. A big thing to remember is all research is somebody else’s and needs to be cited no matter what form of work it comes

Names have a long lasting effect on our personalities and our “destinies.” Our names effect our personalities because, the behavior we have, our success later in life, and also the way we are drawn to certain things. There are many reasons to back up this claim. Many parents have seemed to think that males with girly names tend to misbehave more often than males with masculine names. Girls with masculine names also have that effect. Names may even have an effect on how successful and how unsuccessful you are in the future. Researchers from Livescience.com have stated “The link between a name and success later in life could have to do with these kids fulfilling others’ expectations of them.” The way we react to our own name is often weird. In many research papers it is found

To me your name is a memory that you should forever hold on to. It is your direct link to the past, present, and future. It is your heritage and it is how you should be remembered. She argued that birth names were as bad as brands on cattle. I wrapped her response around my brain until it cut off circulation. I couldn’t help but pass out in exhaustion and frustration. Questions dancing a deadly tango in my head. I could no longer think rationally like Leeann, soon all my thoughts and ideas were processed like Batman. There was something in this nickname that I rebelled from. Fighting a civil war within myself, attempting to be the victor. This isn’t what I signed up for when I came to college.

Before my teacher assigned this project, I knew little about my name. I knew that my parents named me Annabelle after my great grandmother. I thought that Pierce was Irish because I knew we were of Irish descent on my father’s side of the family, but I had no insight into my first name, Emily, except that my parents liked the name.

Some people’s names today are, frankly, astounding. For starters, men’s and women’s names are losing their masculinity and femininity respectively. “Hi. My name’s John. How’ ya doin’?” “Oh, Hello. My name’s Jozzme.” “I’m sorry. I didn’t catch that.” “Jozzme.” “That’s what I thought you said.” Names sound increasingly like people named their kid by looking at the ingredients on the side of a cereal box. “Heyyyy. This is my friend, Reyzin.” “Umm, nice to eat y — I mean — meet you.” Excuse the levity (figured this book could use a little), but seriously, I’m not exaggerating. It’s frankly sad. Fact is, not only do names have meaning, but in many circumstances, the meaning of those names also ends up corresponding to what will become the person’s personality or in some cases, destiny. A brief survey of biblical names and their meaning will demonstrate this. Adam: Man; Abraham: Father of Many; Moses: Deliverer; Saul: Asked for; David: Beloved; Samuel: God has Heard; Solomon: Peace; Jacob: Supplanter; Jesus: God Saves.

A name can be chosen for a handful of different reasons; maybe the parents just liked it, it might be a name that's in the family for generations, or maybe it's chosen to pay homage to someone that was lost. The story of how my name, “Jessica Lorraine”, came to be is one that began many years before I was born. There were many reasons that my parents chose my first and middle name, but the biggest decision they had to make was choosing my first name. Through the years before my birth a tragedy struck my family, and this tragedy influenced my parents greatly on to what my given name was going to be. With this tragedy greatly in mind, my parents searched for names that started with J, and for many different reasons chose the name “Jessica Lorraine”.

When I was six years old, my father would take me his frequent stops to Walmart every week. One could imagine how repetitive the car ride would be so as a way to make it a little more thrilling, I would entertain my father by asking him facetious questions. These questions ranged from subjects like, “ Why is the sky blue?” or “ Are there bathrooms in Heaven?” No matter how childish the question, my father would always have an elaborate answer that left me with more questions. However, once I asked my father about the origin of my name, he just answered me with four simple words: We just liked it. Recently, I’ve tried to bog the mind of my mother and try to understand where she got the name “Taylor Ashley” from.

Does your name make you or do you make your name? When I was younger and heard someone say the name Donald my mind instantly went to the song Old McDonald had a Farm. However, as I grew older, it became associated with the billionaire who is the president of the United States of America and suddenly the name Donald did not sound as silly as it used to. I, like I imagine most kids, was displeased with my name when I was younger. Partially this was because I knew of no one named Garett who had accomplished anything great nor did I appreciate the unusual spelling of my first name. Constantly my name was spelled wrong over and over as I attempted to correct people until finally, admitting defeat, I simply gave up on my futile attempts. Just as well, to my horror, my middle name Kelly is typically associated as a girl's name and I knew that I would be teased mercilessly if anyone found out my middle name. Even though I disliked my name at a young age because of how unusual it seemed, as I grew older I gradually began to like my unusual spelling as it made me unique and I could create my own reputation that people thought of when they heard the name Garett. Also, I recognized my middle name as something to be proud of as it had been passed down from my father and I had been blessed with that family heritage (Walker, Amber).

Often names are chosen for a variety of different reasons; maybe the parents just liked it, it might be a name that's in the family for generations, or maybe it's chosen to pay homage to someone that was lost. The story of how my name, “Jessica Lorraine”, came to about began many years before my birth. There are countless reasons my parents chose my first and middle name, but the biggest decision they had to make was choosing my first name. Through the years before my birth a tragedy struck my family, and it brought great heartache to many. Although this tragedy brought great sorrow to the members of my family, my parents were able to take this pain and form it into a base for the name of their next child.