Anyways in the book, the main character hates his name but in the end comes to appreciate it, along with his cultural background. This morning at the breakfast table my daughter brought up my name- Kelly. It's actually not my given name. That would be Raquel. Are you shocked? Yes I know. I get that sometimes. Apparently I never was sophisticated enough as a child to pull off Raquel. I wasn't given a middle name either. A fact that upset me. I even made up a middle name (Ann) for myself telling everyone this lie at my school. My daughter confirmed with me this morning that Kelly was not my real name but my 'nick' name. And then it was like deja vu when Big Girl dramatically lamented the fact that she had no nick name. After going through several suggestions from her brothers (ie: Oddball, Strange Little Man) she took the bull by the horns and dubbed herself "Starlight" (to which there was much big brother eye rolling, but I found it to be the perfect nick name for her bright personality). Her younger sister's nickname shall be"Starbright" and together they are a twinkly pair. I had to smile however when Little Girl tried to branch out with a new idea of her own claiming "Vampire!" as her namesake. I have no idea where she got that idea. It makes sense though since she hates to go to bed at night lately, and who knows what is going on after lights out in there.
So we have been calling them Starlight and Starbright all morning. I wonder which star I will see first tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might have a good night's rest tonight : )
PS there was an earthquake (5.7) waking us up early this morning
so I am going to need that good night's sleep.
Fat chance though since we will be camping overnight tonight. Sigh.