My name is Anna Barnes
The name Anna is said to have come from the mother of the virgin Mary, giving the name the meanings of favor and grace. The last name of Barnes means dweller at or near the barn. My mother has told me, however, that she didn't have a personal reason for the giving me the name. She simply liked it because it ended in an A: my two older sisters names ended in A and she wanted me to match.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and have the realization that my name is Anna, I am a person, and people see me as Anna the same way I see them with their name. I couldn't think of a different name for myself. For one, I view myself as average, and I feel like Anna is a name that suits my not so noteworthy daily actions. However, the last name Barnes fits the other half of me, the person inside me who will do the unexpected. To me, the last name Barnes is powerful, and I have strength with it.
Most of the nicknames I've received relate to the usual, Anna Banana. I received the name peal my freshman year of high school because I'm clumsy, and my friends related my stumbles and falls to slipping on a banana peal. They already called me Banana, so they thought it fit. My roommates have also given me the name banana pie because I bake them all treats. The only other nickname I had was Anna Sun, because of the song by Walk The Moon.
The only nickname I can recall giving was to one of my roommates. I gave her the name Alien. I chose this name because she is extremely smart, she almost knows to much, and I related her to an alienated creature. I only call her this when I see her studying or she makes a smart-ass comment to me, writing it now makes me seem mean, but with both know she likes being noticed for her knowledge.
The other names I have given were to my dogs. In my life I have had four. The first dog I had as a young child, her name was Daisy, she was Yorkshire terrier. A while after she passed my sister adopted a Cocker Spaniel, and name him Rascal, after Rascal Flatts. Later on I decided I wanted another Yorkie, so I brought one home and named her Paisley, hoping to keep to the flower theme, and also after Brad Paisley, to keep to the new country singer theme my sister created. All of those dogs have since left our homes, and now we have a new Lab, named Rosalie, still keeping the flower theme.
I have given names to inanimate objects, my car, and my dads car. We both had jeeps, mine was yellow, his white. In order to explain the names my father and I gave our cars, I have to give some background on the old man. On his side of the family, there is a grey hair gene, men and women who receive the unlucky gene start to grey out in their early twenties, my dad is now sixty, and has a full head of white hair. I, however, have the blonde hair of my mother. My point is, we both matched our cars. So, when the car salesman told me the yellow color of my car was called detonator yellow, we named my car, and myself, the detonator. My dad then asked what the white color of his car was called, the salesman laughed and just told him white. He looked disappointed so I named it, and him, cool dad white, because of his hair.
I haven't been to very many places, I lived in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, on Spring Crest road. I moved to Eden Prairie after ten years, all of my neighbors back on Spring Crest called my family the Prairie dogs because of our new location. Besides for my two homes, I have only been to one other place. The only vacations I go on are to Duck Beach in North Carolina. Down there they like to play with the name Duck, I have a bumper sticker from there that says "Hooked On Quack." I've only had people laugh at it!
Ann-a, has two syllables. Of course everyone has heard of Anna Banana. Hannah Montana has probably been heard too, obviously Hannah and Anna work together.
The Green Banana Theory, the theory my grandmother came up with in her 90's: don't buy green banana's because you never know if you'll be around long enough to eat them ripe, somehow got related to me through my family. Anna lives like a ripe banana.
Writing is all about words. We all write about things we know and we know more about ourselves than anything else, the word we know the most about is our own name. It's important to find the words to describe things in writing, describing something as familiar as myself will help with writing on ideas I may not know so well.
The name Anna is said to have come from the mother of the virgin Mary, giving the name the meanings of favor and grace. The last name of Barnes means dweller at or near the barn. My mother has told me, however, that she didn't have a personal reason for the giving me the name. She simply liked it because it ended in an A: my two older sisters names ended in A and she wanted me to match.
Sometimes I look in the mirror and have the realization that my name is Anna, I am a person, and people see me as Anna the same way I see them with their name. I couldn't think of a different name for myself. For one, I view myself as average, and I feel like Anna is a name that suits my not so noteworthy daily actions. However, the last name Barnes fits the other half of me, the person inside me who will do the unexpected. To me, the last name Barnes is powerful, and I have strength with it.
Most of the nicknames I've received relate to the usual, Anna Banana. I received the name peal my freshman year of high school because I'm clumsy, and my friends related my stumbles and falls to slipping on a banana peal. They already called me Banana, so they thought it fit. My roommates have also given me the name banana pie because I bake them all treats. The only other nickname I had was Anna Sun, because of the song by Walk The Moon.
The only nickname I can recall giving was to one of my roommates. I gave her the name Alien. I chose this name because she is extremely smart, she almost knows to much, and I related her to an alienated creature. I only call her this when I see her studying or she makes a smart-ass comment to me, writing it now makes me seem mean, but with both know she likes being noticed for her knowledge.
The other names I have given were to my dogs. In my life I have had four. The first dog I had as a young child, her name was Daisy, she was Yorkshire terrier. A while after she passed my sister adopted a Cocker Spaniel, and name him Rascal, after Rascal Flatts. Later on I decided I wanted another Yorkie, so I brought one home and named her Paisley, hoping to keep to the flower theme, and also after Brad Paisley, to keep to the new country singer theme my sister created. All of those dogs have since left our homes, and now we have a new Lab, named Rosalie, still keeping the flower theme.
I have given names to inanimate objects, my car, and my dads car. We both had jeeps, mine was yellow, his white. In order to explain the names my father and I gave our cars, I have to give some background on the old man. On his side of the family, there is a grey hair gene, men and women who receive the unlucky gene start to grey out in their early twenties, my dad is now sixty, and has a full head of white hair. I, however, have the blonde hair of my mother. My point is, we both matched our cars. So, when the car salesman told me the yellow color of my car was called detonator yellow, we named my car, and myself, the detonator. My dad then asked what the white color of his car was called, the salesman laughed and just told him white. He looked disappointed so I named it, and him, cool dad white, because of his hair.
I haven't been to very many places, I lived in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, on Spring Crest road. I moved to Eden Prairie after ten years, all of my neighbors back on Spring Crest called my family the Prairie dogs because of our new location. Besides for my two homes, I have only been to one other place. The only vacations I go on are to Duck Beach in North Carolina. Down there they like to play with the name Duck, I have a bumper sticker from there that says "Hooked On Quack." I've only had people laugh at it!
Ann-a, has two syllables. Of course everyone has heard of Anna Banana. Hannah Montana has probably been heard too, obviously Hannah and Anna work together.
The Green Banana Theory, the theory my grandmother came up with in her 90's: don't buy green banana's because you never know if you'll be around long enough to eat them ripe, somehow got related to me through my family. Anna lives like a ripe banana.
Writing is all about words. We all write about things we know and we know more about ourselves than anything else, the word we know the most about is our own name. It's important to find the words to describe things in writing, describing something as familiar as myself will help with writing on ideas I may not know so well.
