After finishing my last post it did get me to thinking about names. How many of us are actually called anything other than what is on the birth certificate.
My real name is Patricia Sharon, always have been called Sharon. This came about because I was born on St Patricks Day, so Dad registered me as Patricia Sharon, Mum always wanted me named Sharon, so guess she got her way. I know as a little girl if she ever called Patricia Sharon, I was in deep dodo.
Fireheart, has always been my internet handle, ever since I first became addicted way back in the early 90's, along with Wanda, which was the only name I could think of to start with as that was my Scout leaders name, way back in the 80's.
We all have a lot of names besides the ones that we were first given. Mum, Grandy, and so it goes on.
Signing of as '
Sharon.
Travel Bug said
07:14 PM Aug 16, 2012
My dad chose my name...Pamela. I have always been called Pam or Pammy. If mum ever called me Pamela, I knew that I was in deep doo doo!!
Cheers. Pam. (real name)
p.s. Mum wanted to call me Leslie. I am glad that dad won.
-- Edited by Travel Bug on Thursday 16th of August 2012 07:16:49 PM
BohemianGypsy said
07:53 PM Aug 16, 2012
Well Sharon talking about names. . .Mum and Dad could not decide or agree on a name for me out of three, which were, Pricilla, Penelope and Michelle. They put the names in a hat and pulled out Michelle. All I am thankful for is that I ended up with Michelle.
My family have names for me as in Shell, Shelly and I was always called puss in boots or puss by my mum who still calls me that. At school and through my working life people have tried to shorten my name to Mich (hate it with a passion) or they try and call me the names my family call me and I wouldn't respond unless they called me Michelle.
Now I find in my 50's people are starting to call me Shelly again and this time I have been okay with it but would not intentionally call myself that
Michelle (Shelly)
Happywanderer said
08:06 PM Aug 16, 2012
I was able to pronounce that Val. My late husband was named John Marua, always called Dan.
-- Edited by Happywanderer on Thursday 16th of August 2012 09:33:28 PM
neilnruth said
11:13 PM Aug 16, 2012
When we named our kids we were hoping they wouldn't have their names shortened. Huh. Dreaming. Ian added an 'i' ; Stephen became Steve; Simon became Sime, Lachlan became Lacho, and Erin became Ez. When she was in High School it was a big thing to make all the girls names end with 'z'. So Rachel became Raz, Belinda became Bez, etc etc. I might note that we, the parents, still call our kids by the names we gave them. Our latest grandchild has been named 'Micah' but his parents are already calling him, Mikey. Why bother naming? And it goes back a long way. My mother-in-law's brothers had names like Verdun Douglas (he got Mick), Earle Thomas (Pat - because he was born on 17th March), Arthur Benet Lovell(Ben), Harry King (King), and her name was Olga May and she got Polly.
Happywanderer said
11:51 PM Aug 16, 2012
Same here NeilnRuth. I called my kids names I hoped wouldn't be shortened. Michael became Mick or Mike, Stephen became Steve, and Renee became Nay. I still call them Michael, Stephen and Renee. New baby grandson Deegan already gets Deegs. Ashlyn gets Ash and Connah gets CJ. In reverse, I was called Marjorie and only answer to Marj.
Happywanderer said
11:54 PM Aug 16, 2012
My uncles were named William called Bill, Hector called Hec, and Clyde Ernest who was called Pete. Aunt was Olive and only ever called Bid. My dad was Robert called Bob. My uncle on my mums side was called Hilton only ever known as Cuddy. My sister Betsy I call B and my other sister Lois gets Lolo by her family.
valnrob said
03:01 AM Aug 17, 2012
My Dad was called Jim, though his mother being Maori named him (get ready for this one) Te Waaka Te Makiuruhau Waipuka Kingi. Now how's that for a name
barina said
04:52 AM Aug 17, 2012
My mother was funny when she was complaining about me to whoever.................. it depended who she was talking to, to my kids she would call me your mother, to my brothers she would call me your sister, to my friends she would call me your friend, to the ladies at her church, she would say that daughter of mine......lol lol ...another reason I miss her terribly..
Esmeralda said
05:38 AM Aug 17, 2012
My real name is Helen - Esmeralda is what my grandfather used to call me before I was born. The only thing my parents called me apart from Helen was Princess - and that still comes out occasionally My little sister had a toy horse - one of those things kids sit on and scoot along with their feet - and it was called Princess Helen - she just joined both names together. There is a 15 year gap between us and my friends used to think it was hysterical.
Helen
grill n chill said
02:55 PM Aug 17, 2012
At work often i am called "Uncle Pete" mostly i exspect because of my age compared to those of my work mates lends itself to an advisory role, lately more and more clients are calling me by that nick as well. My ex when she sometimes calls usually calls me " Pete dont hang up" with her i always live up to my name. My brother calls me " professor" and has done so for the last thirty years all because he can never win at a friendly game of poker, i am the proud owner of hundred of one and two cent pieces. All that is good but there is a sad story about name too in my life. My oldest daughter i adopted from Korea 24 years ago. When my ex and i busted up they moved to Queensland and i lost contact with her for ten years but happily one day out of the blue she rang me and asked if she could move back to S.A. and move in with me. We are now as close and loving as any family should be however for some reason she refuses to call me by any name at all to my face. its pretty odd, no Dad no Peter, just Hi or a hug. To my other kids she calls me Peter and to her friends she uses Dad but never any name when talking to me. Odd hey?
valnrob said
10:40 PM Aug 17, 2012
Happywanderer wrote:
I was able to pronounce that Val. My late husband was named John Marua, always called Dan.
-- Edited by Happywanderer on Thursday 16th of August 2012 09:33:28 PM
good for you Marge, it's a big mouth full!
Dougwe said
07:07 PM Aug 18, 2012
BohemianGypsy wrote:
Well Sharon talking about names. . .Mum and Dad could not decide or agree on a name for me out of three, which were, Pricilla, Penelope and Michelle. They put the names in a hat and pulled out Michelle. All I am thankful for is that I ended up with Michelle.
My family have names for me as in Shell, Shelly and I was always called puss in boots or puss by my mum who still calls me that. At school and through my working life people have tried to shorten my name to Mich (hate it with a passion) or they try and call me the names my family call me and I wouldn't respond unless they called me Michelle.
Now I find in my 50's people are starting to call me Shelly again and this time I have been okay with it but would not intentionally call myself that
Michelle (Shelly)
Now, as you know Michelle, I would NEVER call you Mich.
After finishing my last post it did get me to thinking about names. How many of us are actually called anything other than what is on the birth certificate.
My real name is Patricia Sharon, always have been called Sharon. This came about because I was born on St Patricks Day, so Dad registered me as Patricia Sharon, Mum always wanted me named Sharon, so guess she got her way. I know as a little girl if she ever called Patricia Sharon, I was in deep dodo.
Fireheart, has always been my internet handle, ever since I first became addicted way back in the early 90's, along with Wanda, which was the only name I could think of to start with as that was my Scout leaders name, way back in the 80's.
We all have a lot of names besides the ones that we were first given. Mum, Grandy, and so it goes on.
Signing of as '
Sharon.
My dad chose my name...Pamela.
I have always been called Pam or Pammy.
If mum ever called me Pamela, I knew that I was in deep doo doo!!
Cheers. Pam. (real name)
p.s. Mum wanted to call me Leslie. I am glad that dad won.
-- Edited by Travel Bug on Thursday 16th of August 2012 07:16:49 PM
Well Sharon talking about names. . .Mum and Dad could not decide or agree on a name for me out of three, which were, Pricilla, Penelope and Michelle. They put the names in a hat and pulled out Michelle. All I am thankful for is that I ended up with Michelle.
My family have names for me as in Shell, Shelly and I was always called puss in boots or puss by my mum who still calls me that. At school and through my working life people have tried to shorten my name to Mich (hate it with a passion) or they try and call me the names my family call me and I wouldn't respond unless they called me Michelle.
Now I find in my 50's people are starting to call me Shelly again and this time I have been okay with it but would not intentionally call myself that
Michelle (Shelly)
I was able to pronounce that Val. My late husband was named John Marua, always called Dan.
-- Edited by Happywanderer on Thursday 16th of August 2012 09:33:28 PM
In reverse, I was called Marjorie and only answer to Marj.
My uncle on my mums side was called Hilton only ever known as Cuddy.
My sister Betsy I call B and my other sister Lois gets Lolo by her family.
My real name is Helen - Esmeralda is what my grandfather used to call me before I was born. The only thing my parents called me apart from Helen was Princess - and that still comes out occasionally
My little sister had a toy horse - one of those things kids sit on and scoot along with their feet - and it was called Princess Helen - she just joined both names together. There is a 15 year gap between us and my friends used to think it was hysterical.
Helen
At work often i am called "Uncle Pete" mostly i exspect because of my age compared to those of my work mates lends itself to an advisory role, lately more and more clients are calling me by that nick as well. My ex when she sometimes calls usually calls me " Pete dont hang up" with her i always live up to my name. My brother calls me " professor" and has done so for the last thirty years all because he can never win at a friendly game of poker, i am the proud owner of hundred of one and two cent pieces. All that is good but there is a sad story about name too in my life. My oldest daughter i adopted from Korea 24 years ago. When my ex and i busted up they moved to Queensland and i lost contact with her for ten years but happily one day out of the blue she rang me and asked if she could move back to S.A. and move in with me. We are now as close and loving as any family should be however for some reason she refuses to call me by any name at all to my face. its pretty odd, no Dad no Peter, just Hi or a hug. To my other kids she calls me Peter and to her friends she uses Dad but never any name when talking to me. Odd hey?
good for you Marge, it's a big mouth full!
Now, as you know Michelle, I would NEVER call you Mich.
Would I Mich