Is there anything worse
Than a name that tastes of acid
Burning the tongue, sizzling
The delicate skin and peeling away?
Are there names that are ugly
And names that are sugary sweet?
Or do we just dream of the sloughing away
Of tastebuds we need
To live life to the full.
I once knew a girl called Georgia who was absolutely horrible. I mean, she was so nasty that she said she wanted colleagues to be hurt, and I’m pretty sure she keyed my car.
Luckily, I have nothing to do with her anymore, but it now means that I really have trouble with anyone called Georgia. Something just sparks in my brain, as if the name is a warning siren to run as fast as I can in the opposite direction.
I know that teachers can have problems naming their children because they have nearly always taught someone really naughty that has ruined a certain name for them. It’s a though one person can stain a name for a lifetime.
It’s a real shame, as I quite like the name, Georgia. I wonder if I can reverse this phenomenon by meeting a Georgia that saves my life or becomes my best friend?
2 thoughts on “what’s in a name?”
It’s really interesting that you have that reaction to the name Georgia, even if you like the name. I think we do, though, have the tendency to associate a name with a person we’ve known who has that name. I wonder how often parents-to-be choose (or don’t choose) their child’s name based on a person they’ve known with the same name?
I have names like that…