My name is Equilla Leaeva. My first name derives from my maternal grandmother. Unfortunately, it is no account of how the name was introduced into the family line but my mother stated that out of 30 grandkids one of them Continue reading The Chosen One
My name is Elizabeth Anne Semeraro.
But I prefer Liz. Up until high school, I was Lizzy (with a Y- not like Lizzie Macguire, although that’s what my elementary school bus driver used to call me). My best friends growing up had no trouble making the switch to Liz, but their parents, on the other hand, still call me Lizzy. Continue reading Liz not Lizzy
My mother told me that she knew I would be a math whiz, so she thought that Matthew, the tax collector, would be a fitting apostle to name me after. My middle name, Peter, also stemmed from similar religious beginnings. Some other names that were considered for me include Caroline, Erin, Erica, Anna, or Daniel. All of which, in my opinion are pretty average. Maybe my parents thought I was going to be an average guy? My surname, Terry, is English or Irish (according to Google) but my father has Russian and Polish heritage…so.. What does this say about me? Well, not much. I have come to realize that my name and ethnicity is not something that defines me too much as a person. Continue reading Matthew the math whiz
How many Emily’s do you have in your class? Probably upwards of 3 or 4. How many Emily’s are in your phone? Maybe 6. In every class I’ve ever taken, I’ve never been the only Emily. That’s why I’ve always been called Emily D. or in recent years Daf, just avoiding the whole common first name dilemma and sticking right to the unusual last name. So let’s start from the beginning… Continue reading Which Emily?
My first name, Morgan, is of English heritage and means “born by the sea.” My parents did not have this name in mind when I was first born and were originally going to name me Meaghan (pronounced MEEG-ən) , but the nurse objected to this (because she had so much say?) and told my parents that everyone would end up calling me Megan. Continue reading Its a girl!?
When I asked my Mom how I came to be a Kate (Katharine) she told me the same story she has for years. Continue reading Katharine
My original birth certificate had Rosemary Marie Sullivan on it. Thank God my mom had the hospital change it to Cathleen as soon as she saw the name write out on my birth certificate. She knew I was I not a “Rosie” (which I could NEVER imagine myself as being named). She changed my name without telling my dad, which I find pretty funny. Continue reading Cathleen Marie Sullivan
Kilman is actual an Americanized version of Kielman, meaning “man from Kiel” in German. Kiel is a small city in North Germany where my family is from.
My family is predominately German, and although Kilman is a short name, it is actually very uncommon…being unique is fun!
As for my first name, Andrew, my mom wanted all her kids to be virtuous human beings so naming us was a good place to start. Andrew was one of the apostles in the bible!
It’s funny– no one calls me Andrew at this school– as you can see by the last blog council awards, all my friends call me Kilman. I don’t mind it at all. It’s just funny because I went by “Drew” in middle and high school, and decided I was going to go by Andrew in college, which clearly backfired.
-Me making any plans to become cooler usually backfires