Showing posts with label nicknames. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nicknames. Show all posts

Sunday, February 2, 2014

What's in a name?


This is me, Alicia. I think I am 7.

This is when everyone called me the name I was given at birth, the right pronunciation anyway.
It comes with a short story. It starts with my Dad being Spanish. In Spanish the 'c' is pronounced as 'th', so from day dot I was called Alithia.

My mum wanted to call me Alice, I think Dad chucked a wincy hissy fit and wanted me called something a bit Spanish, as with my siblings to follow(they have way more woggy names than me), with my little sister Sophie being the exception. Mums dad was Russian, she wanted to call her Zofia, again mum lost the naming game.

I am actually a bit proud though that my name makes up part of the name of the province where my Dad was born in Spain, Galicia(if you haven't caught on yet, pronounced Galithia).

I am not real sure when things started to change. There was a nun at primary school who called me Alisia, this kinda bugged me a bit. But I got used to it.

I know that by the time I got to high school, everyone was calling me Alishia. To this day there are less than a handful of people who still call me Alithia, my Dad, my uncle and my brother. I found it kinda cute too that a boy(now a man), from primary school and childhood friend, still calls me Alithia. It warms my heart to times gone by. Even Mum calls me Alishia now. 

I hadn't realised how names change over the years, terms of endearment, nicknames, pronunciations. When I thought about it, just about everyone I know has an alias. It's not that uncommon.

My Dads real name is Jose(hose-ay), everyone I know calls him Joe. 

My gran has gone by Wanda since she was a little girl, her real name is Nancy Wanda. She calls me Leese.

My brothers, because of their woggy names, and being twins, have been nicknamed Manual and Auto, the names have stuck.

My darling son, because of his exceptional footy kicking abilities as a three year old, was nicknamed Saverio by my brother, or Rocca. It stuck. In his own footy career, he was nicknamed 'Skullcrusher', or 'crusher' by his peers.

The nickname my Dad gave me was 'chook', because I used to potter around like a chicken when I was small. Keeping myself amused and in a world of my own.

What alias do you go by, and who gave it to you?


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