In the beginning of the book I Juan DE Pareja a boy who lost his mother at a young age is working of the mistrust of the house and is kept and fed well until one day a disease came and killed off most of the slaves and as Juan is laying there dying a man comes and say that you are blessed because god decided to save him and that he is lucky to be alive. This same man also helps get back his strength until a named Don Carmelo come to take him to his new master and a city called Madrid which would be a very long journey especially when you have to beg and find your own supply of food and the Juan does this Don Carmelo has him to bring him a loaf of bread each morning which makes it harder for Juan to find food but then one jun decides to run…
No matter how hard you look or how far you go, you will never find two people that are exactly the same. Everyone in this world has a different story to tell. That is why everyone should be proud of their heritage and where they came from. The poem "Depression Days" by Pat Mora, and the short story "Names/Nombres" by Julia Alvarez both clearly stated this. They teach us to be proud of our heritage and who we are.…
The same can be said for many other names of foreign origin. Americans tend to have not even take the time to pronounce something as little as someone’s name…
I am Juan Garcia. Mr. Garcia or Sr. Garcia to lots. Sgt. Garcia to a few. And just plain Garcia, to most others.…
Why would you prefer to be called Stacy? Your name is beautiful and your daughter is beautiful also. I was once a Head Start teacher as I loved and missed the foundation it gave me. I have heard that 3rd grade is a crossroad between trying to mature but still a big preschooler. Good luck in the future and you will be successful if you call it.…
My name is Kenterra Renay Webb, but most people call me Ken Ken. I have lived in Sweet Water all my life. It is a small town, but I love it here. I have been attending Sweet Water High School since I was in kindergarten. It has been a long 12 years, but it was all worth it.…
The article, “The F Word,” written by Firoozeh Duman, is based on the life trails of an immigrant woman here in America, with a hard-to-pronounce name. Throughout this article she uses humor to describe some of her obstacles she faced here in America with her given name. Firoozeh felt very connected to her name. However, the way that Americans responded to her unfamiliar, hard-to-pronounce name lead her to feeling like changing her name to an American. Thinking this may make life simpler for her.…
Hello, I am Selena Yuan. My birth name is Xiaoya Yuan. Since it is hard for most people to pronounce my name, my parents changed it to Selena. Therefore, Selena is my English name. I have a family of four people: my parents, my younger brother who is nine years old and me.…
I was born a slave in 1852 in Gainesville, Alabama. My mother would always tell me she specifically remembered the year, because in that year, months before I was born my father was brutally terrorized and murdered. He and my mother had tried to escape and got caught. They made it as far as Birmingham, AL when Master caught up to them and had his dogs attack. Master John was what some considered a nice white man and treated us kindly.…
Have you ever had trouble talking about yourself to other people? I have that problem all the time. Let me start off by telling you that I am Larissa Juarez Ramos and I will be telling you a little about my background, my experiences, and my personal dreams. I am from Galveston, Texas and I have lived in the Brazoria County area all my life. I have lived in Freeport, Clute, and am currently living in Jones Creek.…
From the section “My Name” the reader learns the main character’s name, Esperanza, for the first time, as she characterizes her name. She explains that her name comes from her great-grandmother and namesake, Esperanza. Esperanza describes her grandmother by saying, “She looked out the window her whole life, the way so many women sit their sadness on an elbow. I wonder if she made the best with what she got or was she sorry because she couldn’t be all the things she wanted to be. Esperanza.…
Though, I’m happy with my name because there is almost no chance of anyone mispronouncing my name. The first time I ever met someone with the same name as me I was shocked. I was 8, I had just joined a new dance class and there was this girl that was younger than me who had the same name. I remember staring at her for the longest time thinking to myself “She doesn’t even look like an Alyssa. Why does she get to have my name?”…
Currently, as an immigrant in Canada, my whole life is being influenced differently by microsystem . The greetings of the elderlies which was compulsory for me doesn’t hold sway over here in Canada at all. It is difficult for children to greet their seniors let alone greet strangers. If at all some do (greet), they do it with an annoying reluctance, as they continue to use such language as I will term offensive, given it informal nature like, “hi” to greet. Aside from this, teachers, Doctors, Pastors are called by their first names over here in Canada.…
“Deeper Into my Life” Individuals are unique in their own ways and one of mine happens to be my name, Darrnyejah Bolds. Everywhere I go people have a hard time pronouncing it. Many people have given up and just refer to me as “Ms. Bolds,” but also I have two nicknames “Nye”, and “Nyejah,” which is mostly used by family and friends. Over the years, I have adjusted to my nicknames and became very comfortable with them. I entered this world on February 27, 1997 with the zodiac sign of Pisces.…
I like my name. It is unique to me, and I like that a lot. I think the worst thing about my name is that it has different spellings so people get it wrong a lot or on keychains, sometimes I can’t find the right way to spell it, other than that I appreciate the name. I think it is great that my mother allowed…