When people ask me how I pronounce my name - TAN-ya or TAWN-ya, I tend to say "yes". It confuses people to have someone not care so much about their name pronounciation.
That's amazing about going from pariah to popular at school.
I was actually so nervous about the possibility of being hated in school as an adult that I almost didn't go back. It was so gratifying to see that I was able to grow beyond that history. It's still there, but not a source of present pain for me.
Having your name pronounced differently at such a young age. I'm wondering what that was like.
I don't really have a take on it because that how it's always been, but I do notice that I have a slight shift in my personality when I'm speaking Spanish with (primary) Spanish speakers. I get a little louder and more exuberant. Sometimes I feel a little more relaxed, even though my formal tense is off and my grammar not so great anymore. (I didn't learn English until I went to school at 5.)
I think that's the most of substance I've ever learned about anyone from a meme! Very cool! It's very hard to envision you as a pariah...
Yay for your Oberlin-going niece! I went there... learned a lot and had a whole lot of challenges. It was a bit like being in a whole new world but one that was more compatible (in a lot of ways, certainly not all) with my worldview than the one I grew up in!
Thanks for this, too :) Such an interesting thing. That's who I was, but not at all who I am - yet the history and experience is still there.
A is *loving* Oberlin! And I keep finding out about more and more friends that have gone there. I want to visit her there in the winter. It seems like such a great place *
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I find that, too. Such an interesting thing *
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I was actually so nervous about the possibility of being hated in school as an adult that I almost didn't go back. It was so gratifying to see that I was able to grow beyond that history. It's still there, but not a source of present pain for me.
Having your name pronounced differently at such a young age. I'm wondering what that was like.
I don't really have a take on it because that how it's always been, but I do notice that I have a slight shift in my personality when I'm speaking Spanish with (primary) Spanish speakers. I get a little louder and more exuberant. Sometimes I feel a little more relaxed, even though my formal tense is off and my grammar not so great anymore. (I didn't learn English until I went to school at 5.)
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Yay for your Oberlin-going niece! I went there... learned a lot and had a whole lot of challenges. It was a bit like being in a whole new world but one that was more compatible (in a lot of ways, certainly not all) with my worldview than the one I grew up in!
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It's very hard to envision you as a pariah...
Thanks for this, too :) Such an interesting thing. That's who I was, but not at all who I am - yet the history and experience is still there.
A is *loving* Oberlin! And I keep finding out about more and more friends that have gone there. I want to visit her there in the winter. It seems like such a great place *
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