Monday, January 14, 2013

Beck-I-E!

When I was a sophomore in high school, I went through a bit of an identity crisis. I thought the spelling of Becky was too common. I wanted to be different than all those other Beckys at my school. (I was the only one though there was another Rebecca.) (Still, I was 15 and starting out on the long road to figure out who I am.)

I reasoned that since Becky was a nickname and not on my birth certificate I could spell it any way I chose without having to get the approval of the government.

So I started spelling it Beckie.

Gah, I can't help but be embarrassed by how pretentious I must have seemed to everyone as I tried to get family, friends, teachers to start spelling my name the new way. What was I thinking? I wish I knew.

My dad however found it so hilarious that he started calling me Beck-I-E!

About halfway through the school year, I got lazy and tired of reminding everyone to spell my name with an i-e instead of a y (okay, I was mostly lazy) and went back to spelling it Becky.

But I can't quite forget this embarrassing stage of my life as my dad still occasionally calls me Beck-I-E! to this day.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

All I can do is laugh, hearing in my head dad calling you, "Beck-I-E!" Hilarious!

love- La

Omy said...

It is precious memories for Dad & me!