Oh, I love this post. Naming is the best fun, isn't it? My brother and I used to play "Jack and Joe, the Working Men"--and yes, we used that full title every time we played AND we wore hard hats (long before Men at Work did.) I can't remember which was more to be desired, Jack or Joe, but I remember jockeying for the privilege of getting to choose. We also all had nicknames in my family. I was PW for Phantom Whistler, because I used to aimlessly (and tunelessly) whistle around the house. My sister and I also came up with names for each other, involving bears, which we still use today. Lots of naming going on...
Well you know I am into having multiple names. Funnily enough most of my best friends have had several alternate names, although I haven't found that out until after becoming fast friends with them.When I was in college my best friend and I began calling each other "Hairy and Izzy". We had a whole story going for those identites. We used to leave each other notes all over campus (on the library bell tower bell, for example) signed "Hairy loves Izzy".
AND I have an Emily Dickenson poem up today too. We are really riding the same wave girl!
This was my first Dickinson poem! I'd read it in a YA book called I'm Nobody! Who Are You? by Edna Barth.
We weren't a nicknaming family, though as I'm named after by dad, I was "Johnny," and he was "John" and some family still call me that. Hated it as a teen, okay with it now.Only after having my own kids did I put a lot of thought into names. What a great post this was.
I love this post, and the poem. When I was younger, I had a collection of Emily Dickinson poems for kids called "I'm Nobody, Who Are You?" I've always enjoyed this one. I have never had much success getting anyone to call me anything other than my name. In 5th grade I tried really hard to get my best friend to start calling me "J.B." (I thought initials were the coolest, and those were my middle and last initials), but she refused. Later, in high school, there were a couple of annoying guys who called me by an unwanted nickname that was a play on words with my last name (nothing too awful--the nickname was Bagel) and that really drove me up a wall. I love the idea of a self-chosen pen name, though, which I guess is why I still go by aquafortis as my online handle, even if you all know perfectly well who I am! :)
Oh my lord. We're a name-to-the-power of ten family. We really really really like nicknames. Well, okay, we don't like all of them. Dodobird was never a favorite, for example. Likewise, Baghead. But Pie? Hunnabear? Lizard? Yes, it's all good...(Like this post, which I adored...)
Excellent post and comments all. You must, of course, look at T.S. Eliot's "The Naming of Cats" from Old Possum's Book of Cats, wherein cats have three names each. Or just listen to the opening number from Cats by Andrew Lloyd Weber.
The nicknames we GET (at least the ones given in love and not sibling meanness) are such precious gifts.Kelly, I used Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats to name my 20 year-old cat Jennyanydots! ("Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger stripes and leopard spots.") After all these years together, we have more nicknames for her than I would torture you with here. The older she gets (and the crankier and skinnier and more demanding) the more we find ourselves calling her Kitten, as if to turn back the clock. We're sometimes tired of her senility, but we're not ready for her to leave us!
Mary Lee, I'm immeasurably reassured to hear that you have many nicknames for your cat...we have two cats and both have a number of nicknames (some of them unflattering but affectionate!). Kitten is one, but the younger cat often gets referred to as Goblin or Monster or Sassmouth, for reasons I'm sure you can guess... :) The older, larger one, sadly, gets called Sausage a lot...
Liz, we were *both* called Dodobird? Okay, what are the chances of THAT? Our eldest sibs both went to the Queen Bee & Rulemaker School of Sibling Education.
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