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A Boy Named Ramon -- Invitation to Write #64

For Writers:

My mom decided it would be fun to stick me with the middle name "Ramon." First, nobody pronounces it correctly, as they usually say "Ray-mund." Or, some have fun with the latin implications by heavily twirling the Spanish "r" and saying "Ruhhh-MOAN." According to my mom, however, the name is simply pronounced "Ruh-mon."

You might have noticed that most people have absolutely no say in what they are named. That honor usually goes to your parents, which means most children this year will be named either Jacob or Emily. And we don't even have control over our nicknames. I knew a guy in college that we stuck with the name "Slick," and pretty quickly, he ceased to be "Travis" altogether.

If you're female you can marry into a name as well. One guy in Texas actually did take his wife's last name recently, but it required a court battle for him to do so. Of course my wife always thought that it would have been cool for me to take her last name. She liked the soap opera ring to "Bret Bauer."

If you had the power to go by another name, what would you choose? What do you you like/dislike about the name/nickname/married name that you inherited? Does your name fit your personality?

"I sometimes think I was born to live up to my name. How could I be anything else but what I am having been named Madonna? I would either have ended up a nun or this." -- Madonna

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