The Right Name
My name was made by my dad. He chose it because my mom wanted to call me Miguel but my dad said no. Too many relatives were called Miguel so my Dad thought of Misael which is a close name to Miguel to make my mom happy. My Mom said, “OK.”
I prefer Misael because my parents knew it was right for me. I also like it because it is my true name and my parents chose it for me. I don’t like my nickname (Michie) because my sister made it and it is not my real name.
My name was made by my dad. He chose it because my mom wanted to call me Miguel but my dad said no. Too many relatives were called Miguel so my Dad thought of Misael which is a close name to Miguel to make my mom happy. My Mom said, “OK.”
I prefer Misael because my parents knew it was right for me. I also like it because it is my true name and my parents chose it for me. I don’t like my nickname (Michie) because my sister made it and it is not my real name.
My name has only one nickname the one I stated above (Michie). It is something you can get anywhere from anyone. My sister made it when she was 5 and I was 2 and she had a hard time saying it so she made Michie or Mich. They still call me Mich at home, short for Misael, and I prefer it at home.
I wouldn't change my name for many reasons. One, it is my true name that my parents gave me. Two, it is special to me because it is the real me. Lastly, it is something that belongs to me.
My name means Who is what God is? It suits me because no matter what my name means it is still special. To me it is like a special color. It is like a rainbow. It is Hebrew. I didn’t really know that until I looked it up. I don’t know if my parents have a different meaning. It is something that you can not get anywhere else. That is why my name is special.
