Personal Narrative-Lilly: It's My Name

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

Few relationships are as special as the bond between sisters. Siblings know us greater than even we know ourselves sometimes; it’s through this insight, their insight, that we can see ourselves better and grow into who we aspire to be. My relationship with my sister is no exception; she’s my

     Then there’s me, Rosalind or Rose or Ross or Rosy, whatever. If you haven’t noticed that all my brothers and sisters names even my parents start with a “J”? Well if you didn’t I did it makes me feel like I don’t belong. Mom tells me she wanted to name me something special so that I would be different because when

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

To produce this book, I asked not “What you are going to name your baby?”, but rather “What is your name? How does it make you feel? Who named you? Why did they choose that name? Would you change

Now my middle name, Janice, is to blame for my four names. When I was born, my parents had already decided on Anna Terese Aucoin, only three names at that time not four, when they realized every grandparent had a namesake except for one, my Maw Maw, Janice Aucoin. Knowing that would upset her, my parents decided to squeeze her name in between my last name and what would have been my middle name, Terese. Despite my parents’ effort to fit it in, I do not invoke it often. Regularly, I try to hide it except for when I’m forced to put it on the occasional standardized tests.

Victoria Alice Layman flows nicely doesn’t it? Well, my parents thought that it did too. I would love to be able to inform you that I was named after my grandmother or an aunt or uncle, but that’s not completely accurate. Letha Alice was by mother’s beloved

The Story Behind My Name: Mary Grace Reeves The Story of My Search A person’s name is their most important characteristic and is often comprised of hidden significance and centurial “hand-me-downs”. When I was assigned to research my name, I had never thought of the importance of the name my parents had given me. As a child, I always found it annoying when my peers turned to snicker at me each time our church’s music minister asked for the congregation to stand and sing “Amazing Grace.” Each time I heard the song “Mary Had a Little Lamb”, there was always someone near to ask, “Hey, where is your lamb?” After conducting research, though, I began to find little things that made me more appreciative of my name.

I love the meaning behind a person’s name and I love uncommon names because I feel they resonate more than names you hear more frequently. I named my son Chance because it was not a name commonly used and meant, “Having good fortune”. I still had the baby name book from when I was pregnant with my son and decided to finger through it looking for ideas. I came across the page where I had listed possible girl names that had caught my attention and at the top of the list was the name Halo. That was it! I searched the pages looking for the meaning behind the name and found it means, “Having a blessed aura.” She had been my halo from the beginning, before I even knew what I had or how lucky I was, the name was so fitting! I played around with many middle names trying to fit in which one sounded best after Halo and before Rae, which was to be her second middle name. Ultimately it was my youngest sister that suggested I try using Scarlett and Halo Scarlett Rae became the name I chose for

My Name I Would like of change my name into different things of stuff, because sometimes I think that happen if was a name into different things of stuff. I like my name, but if my name was color, the color would it be is blue, because is the color of

What's the story behind your name? Do you have a special family name? Share your reponse down below! I would love to read them!ould love to read them!

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. My mother loved

3 births and a death. Something unique about my name is that it’s Hebrew for “like God.” Also, Michelle’s are, as stated by GWF27, destined for greatness. I find that interesting because I never knew anything about my name until today. This information sort of makes me want to strive to do better, and to do more. I do in fact have a nickname. It’s one that originated from family. My nickname for family ONLY, is Mimi. There’s nothing special behind that name, it didn’t come from a brave ancestor who saved the lives of many. It was just “easier to say,” as stated by my mother. A fun fact about this nickname is that it’s actually Mexican slang for sleep. No one outside my family is allowed to call my by that nickname. It makes me extremely uncomfortable when they do. Others, such as friends or educators, are welcomed to call me nearly anything. Some of my friends are calling me “Mitch” or an odd sounding way to pronounce my actual name. “Grandma Mitch (an inside joke),” and “Mom,” also stuck with me for awhile. One name, that isn’t a nickname, just a mispronunciation of my actual name is also staying with me. It’s when people pronounce Michelle as MEEchelle. It does not tick me off, although I do prefer

My Horse When I was a little girl I always wanted a horse. Finally when I was ten I got my first horse. Dad surprised me with her. Her name is Penelope. I was really excited when I got Penelope. It took us awhile to name her. My dad picked Penelope and Alec and I agreed it was a good name.

I got my name, Josie, from my great grandma on my dad’s side. Did they name me after her since I’m the first grandchild? I don’t know, but I feel honored in a way. I’m guessing my parents wanted it shortened because my great grandmother’s name was Josefina. They should’ve