Many people associate the word, "identity" with a person's name. …show more content…
What is your name?” We ask that question every time we meet someone new. Usually, the response would be just their first name, and we just acknowledge it, not really thinking about it. But when I learn someone’s name, I stop and think. The quick analysis is a habit learned from the time I lived in Japan. Usually, a name in Japanese has some sort of meaning to it. Whenever I am asked for my name, I answer with Kazuma. It has no meaning to my peers other than the fact that a substitute mispronounces your name for the hundredth time by saying kazoo instead of Kazuma. A name however can have a deep root to it that others cannot see. Although it can be a mouthful to some, my name holds deep roots of history under it. Known as the Devil of the Town, my grandfather was also a former Yakuza Leader of a Town in Japan during the reconstruction of the country after World War Two (The biggest Crime syndicate in Japan). When I was born in 1998, he pledged to take care of me without a sense of violence around me and left his position as leader to take care of me. To keep his contract with me, he named me Kazuma, “和(Kazu),” meaning peace and “真(Ma).” meaning loving. My name in America is just Kazuma. The only significance it holds to others is that it sounds like the musical instrument, a Kazoo. But the rich history behind my identity makes me feel honored to possess that name. My identity defines who who I am by using the history it