I have a lot
of opinions. Most people do; they fuel the furnace of passion that is humanity.
I don’t have extensive criteria for people I can like, but opinions are way up
on my list of essentials. What are we without our opinions? Who are we?
Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Saturday, 2 February 2013
Saturday, 24 November 2012
E - Emma
Whenever I
grumble about my name, I’m assured by the nearest person that Emma is a
perfectly nice name. Of course, they’re called something like ‘Natasha’ or
something normal, but not very common. They don’t understand the annoyance of
your name being called out by every stranger, making you freeze in mid pee in
the toilet, or turn to look at someone, who gives you an embarrassed look and
waves over your shoulder.
I may get to
be named after a Jane Austen novel, but I could also have been named after a
Spice Girl or any assorted person on the planet. Of course, to every teacher
who reads the class roll, my name is
unusual.
Labels:
Batman,
bibliophile,
birds,
books,
Cinderella,
individualism,
innocence,
Jane Austen,
life,
love,
relationships,
Romeo and Juliet,
Shakespeare,
Snow White,
Spice Girls,
strength.,
teenagers,
writing
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