Online Investigation And Intentional Of My Own Name

This explains how an aspect as simple as a name can greatly affect a person's personality, and features through life. Having knowledge of the heritage that makes a person who they are will greatly improve possibilities on how to improve upon and give acclaim to

Growing up, I did not like my name because I strongly believed it was too short and awkward sounding. I did not see how the name Nadia could be pleasing to the ear or likable at all. The worse part, I thought, was not having a nickname to hide my

This is shown in these texts, “I would like to baptize myself under a new name, a name more like the real me, the one no one sees. Esperanza as Lisandra or Maritza or Zeze the X. Yes, something like Zeze the X will do.” (“My Name” By Sandra Cisneros), “The name Youngeun is a barcode. The name Rachel is a Made in America sticker slapped onto a Korean flag.” (Names by Rachel Rostad), and “When I was nine years old, I spent the summer at a stay-away camp being called "Tiffany".” (What’s In A Name by Okaikor Aryee-Price).

The origins of my first name can be traced all the way back to ancient times in the Old Testament. Jacob is a translated English version of a Hebrew name, Ya'aqov. In the Old Testament Jacob is the son of Isaac and Rebecca and the father of the twelve tribes of Israel. Additionally, these tribes are traditional divisions of the ancient Jewish people. Later on in England, Jacob was used as a Jewish name until the Protestant Reformation, making it a general Christian name. My mother most likely decided my first name because she has much faith

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.

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.

“Well that 's a good observation. John is a very common name. So many great men are named John. My father being one of them. I’m John Junior and my father is John Senior. It is a name with power my mother will always say.”

She told me how one evening, the news were on and the reporter was interviewing a teenage girl-who looked to be around sixteen or seventeen of the African American race- who witnessed a murder. As the interview started, the teenager’s name appeared at the bottom of the screen and my mom decided that she should name her child that with it spelled the same (K. Walker). She even included the continuous pattern of I’s. Timsiha means “ram” and its origin is of African (Our Baby Namer). My mom was very skeptical into giving my dad the opportunity to give me my middle name but she went ahead and did it. My dad gave me my middle name, La’Tale. He felt as if it sounded good with Timisiha, so he settled for my middle name to be La’Tale (C. Walker). He never gave a solid reason as to where he got the name La’Tale from but I am pretty sure it was from a strange place. Walker is derived from the Middle English name walkcere which means “a fuller of cloth”. The Old English word for Walker is wealcan with the meaning of “to walk or tread” (About

My grandmother's name was inspired by her father's mother who was also called Maria and died days before she was born.

I was given the name Chase Andrew Miner. My mom had liked the name Chase and Chance, but she finally decided on Chase. While that decision wasn’t too hard for her to make, (at least she said it wasn’t) my last name, Miner, was an even easier decision. My mom was married to my dad and she took his last name, so the obvious last name would be Miner. My mom told me she had a really difficult time figuring out a middle name for me. She couldn’t find a name that fit in well. One day my aunt, Lori, called my mom and asked about the name Andrew. My mom had thought about it and she decided that that name fit. So from that day I was Chase Andrew Miner. The joke my mom says now is if she knew she’d have to chase me so much, she would have named me Slow. But word got around of what

I’ve had a love affair with our handles, our names, designators, our John Hancocks, our labels, for years. I adore names, their origins, the functions they serve, or not, their misuse, and any other version of name interest imaginable. Of special interest is how we got them and how we feel about them. I’ve formally interviewed over a hundred people and informally questioned dozens. For all you havers, wearers, owners, givers and callers of names, here’s a volume with much of what I’ve learned.

Prediction of Name It’s a well-known fact that names give us an identity, an influence, or a sense of pride in life. In a way Curley’s Wife is unnamed because she lacks sufficient reputation, relationship, and lacks the preferred gender description. All of which are notable causes of losing an identity in life.

Charles Plant, in his Globe and Mail essay presents this conundrum: “as a grandpa-to-be, I have opinions on what my grandchild is named – if not any influence”, writing about his own, then later his daughter’s, struggles with naming their respective children. Plant goes into detail about our decidedly patriarchal naming system, and whether or not grandparents have any influence in the all-important tradition of the naming of a child. Stripped down to its most basic concepts, this essay is about one of the most prevalent forms of sexism: the tradition of naming all of our children after their paternal surname. Plant believes that children should carry their mother’s surname, though he concedes that mothers in turn carry their own paternal surname, revolutions must start from somewhere. He also highlights the fact that male sons often carry their father’s given and surname, often stylized as “Junior” or “the Second” and so on.

    Names are a terrible way to understand someone’s identity because names are regularly replicated. In my sixth grade class, there were three Mollys. We all had different backgrounds, different religious affiliations, and different personalities. If our names displayed who we are, wouldn’t our identities all be the same? Instead of staring at names and trying to understand their meaning, one should focus on a person’s personality, for personality depicts our identity. In fact, I have learned from experience to not infer one’s identity based on their name. For instance, in middle school, I was mutual friends with a girl named Kassidy. One Tuesday afternoon, my friend, Katy told me that Kassidy was going to sit with us at lunch that day. I shrugged my shoulders and replied with a casual “okay”. Before Kassidy walked in, I had a whole image of her in my mind: blonde hair, cute pastel colored clothes, and religious, all stereotypes that I thought a person with an innocent name like Kassidy