Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Katia's My Name Essay

This Choose Me
            In Spanish, my name means earth worker, but in English it is an angel from above. It is euphoria, a confident name. You can hear it shhhhh, shhhhh like a sweet gust of wind in autumn that touches gently your face and ruffles your hair. You can feel inside of your body, so beautiful and free. It is like the number eight or the number five, just depends on you. A color explosion! Sometimes happy like the colors red, orange or green, sometimes more dark as blue black or brown. It is a long, lasting and large sound, almost infinitive, but that no matter how quiet you say it, you can hear it from kilometers in the distant … you just cannot ignore this, the name calls for your attention.
I got my name from my dad, his name is Jorge so I’m the female way. Mom said that they chose my name because they thought that I will born as a boy, but a sweet surprise! I was a strong baby girl so they had to change the name because obviously, I can’t be called Jorge, I think that a girl in this society with that name can be a little strange. Mom always tells me that when I was inside her it was like a million butterflies fighting together. As a child, I never was calm, I never slept, I was always doing something. I was completely a box of energy and emotions all the time. 
At home, I can’t be called another way; if I don’t clearly hear Georgina, how can I know that is me? Maybe they are talking with the wall. But there as being a little issue with being called correctly by my grandma. It costs me like a hundred year to teach her how to said my name properly. But well until now I don’t even know why, it just sounds weird inside her mouth. So, I give up, and prefer that she says my nickname, more easy and simple but always the same thing

I never thought to change my name, it is valuable for me just like the more precious jewelry that you can have. When you say Georgina, I feel like I want to take a unicorn and begin to chase the clouds. I know that this name was destined to be me, no one else has it, it is unique. I just cannot imagine myself with another name. Maybe if my parents would choose another name I won’t be the same, I will be a completely different type of person. This name completes me; this fills my soul. This name has its own personality. This name was destined to me from my mom’s belly I’m sure of that.

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