Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?
As everyone who reads my blog or follows me on plinky.com knows, my first name is Laurie. Laurie is actually my nickname; my actual name is Laurence. My mother named me right after she arrived here in the States and didn't realize that Laurence in English is a boy's name. Technically Lawrence is a boy's name and Laurence is the feminine version but who is quibbling? When my mother had me in the stroller as a baby, nice people would ask her what my name was and she would tell them Laurence and they would say, "oh what a beautiful boy!" My mother quickly learned that a nickname was required and so Laurie came into being to eliminate the gender confusion for others.
I still went through grammar school being teased about having a boys name and when adolescence hit, it got worse because I was lagging behind in development, so boys called me Larry for the longest time.
Would I have liked a different name? Yes, I would have loved a different name such as Veronica. One of my favorite songs is Veronica by Elvis Costello. My name growing up would have been Veronica Jones, I love the sound, it is nice and lyrical. Moreover there is no confusing Veronica with a boy's name, it is without a doubt a girl's name.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=zifeVbK8b-g
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Lyrics: Veronica Is it all in that pretty little head of yours? What goes …
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Veronica, no. But its diminutive…? Ronnie 😀
Arghh! I tell you if I ever had the name Veronica and someone dared called me Ronnie, I shudder to think what my reaction would be. Who am I kidding? In the real world I wouldn’t do anything but in my imagination, I’d give the perpetrator a good pinch somewhere.
Such a masculine reaction… 😉
lol. You see what happens when you mother doesn’t do the proper research and gives you a boy’s name by accident; you turn into a tom boy. I was one, we used to have horrendous arguments when I was eight and nine years old because I wouldn’t wear a dress. She gave me a new nickname Tete de Mule A mule’s head or an Ass head or a Donkey head. Take your pick 🙂 My mother is still quite the character though she has mellowed out considerably over the years 🙂
She sounds it 🙂
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