We got an appeal last week to send money to some organization that helps pregnant women and those who have just had a baby - but who are having a hard time. They help the females. That is all well and good. This missive is not to talk about the organization even though that might be a nice thing to do someday.
I lost (trashed) the flyer; thus, I cannot tell you the organization. The front cover was a photo shot of a protruding stomach - i.e., a pregnant female's baby bump. It did not identify the female - just a picture of this rounded mass of skin...someone might say that was a beautiful photo. Personally, I think some things should be kept more private.
Inside on page 2 was the story of two different females they had helped. Pictures of smiling females and children littered the 4 page flyer. The second story was of a recent mother - her story is important to her and the organization, not to me - what was interesting was her new child.
She named the girl Psi Lent.
With that, I move on.
Names. Normally you cannot be blamed for your name. Sure there are folks who go to court and choose a name. Do you know anyone who has done that? Not me. If I were going to choose a different name, it would have to be special ... like, maybe, Abraham Moses Sue. That would make my initials AMS. SLIGHTLY unimportant.
FYI: I was named Michael Eugene M. On TV - scanning the channels over the weekend - I arrived at a football game just as some guy made a tackle. His name is Mike Eugene....did think of that as some type of omen.
moving on a 2nd time.
Local newspaper puts out a slick magazine this time of year featuring all the football teams in the area. It has several shiny pages of football player photos, stories of the team, a well-thought out photo of the cheerleaders, and usually a picture of the band. What caught my eye was the first names of the cheerleaders. As I think this through, I will look at first names of the football players. The band kids are never listed by name.
Corsicana Cheerleaders: there are 23 of them. Yes, 23 girls in cheerleading outfits. Some of their names are quite common. Here we go --
Claire, Mariah, Katie, Caroline, Logan, Caroline, Dolcya, Dominique, Emily, Delaney, Moesha, Emily, Jourdan, Alisa, McKenna, Reagan, Payton, Makenzie, Brooke, McKenzie, Kayla, Caraline, and Macy. Those are lovely.
I'll save the football names till later -
One final school: We pay taxes to Mildred ISD. FIRST names of the Mildred Eagle cheerleaders: Bethany, Brianna, Kallie, Molly, Callie, Sagen, victoria, Jodie, Maddie, Jessica, Katie, Alexa and Karlie.
Enough of that. see ya guys
My oldest grand daughter picked out her own name. After her bio-dad decided he didn't want to be her dad any more (long sad story) my then son-in-law agreed to adopt her. They let her rename herself. I think they thought it might be a good way to sever ties to the first dad. It took a while to get used to calling her by the new name, as she'd been the other for 8 years.ReplyDelete
names really are a funny thing - the wrong will cause other kids to be abusive - the right name can add to self - esteem. I remember at Sudan the Ag teacher had a son they called Buckshot. The kid was pre school. The father proclaimed rather loudly that the school would call Buckshot by his name - or else. I am glad the g-dot is happy with her name. Life moves on.ReplyDelete