January 20, 2010

What's in a name?

It seems I am rapidly approaching a decision that may or may not affect my promising future and, therefore, the world (egocentrism- my ego is the center of your world). My name. Let's review:

Some two decades or so ago, the two people solely responsibly for my fragile life decided to give me the name of my father (hi, Dad!). To avoid any additional confusion in the house (two young children, two working professionals, and a not-so-obedient puppy), I adopted my initials as my unofficial name. Well, my parents chose to address me by my initials, which makes me wonder why they didn't just name me D.J. or DeeJay and save a lot of wasted uncertainty on government/identification forms, banking statements, and the mail (ohh what disappointment when a letter addressed to you is really a bill for Dad). Perhaps no one will ever know why, but it happened.

So here we are, twenty years into my life and every time I meet someone, the comedian inside them so cleverly says, "You should be a dj and then you could be 'D.J. the DJ'." "Yes," I respond, "that would be a great idea."

And yet, nearing the end of college and entering the professional world obliges me to accept Dennis as my name, at least between the hours of nine and five. Unfortunately, I am not accustomed to responding to Dennis (unless, of course, it is accompanied by my middle and last names in a deep, angry voice from my own namesake-- hi, Dad!).

Herein lies the connection to France, and thus the reason you are reading this. In France, I will call myself Dennis (je m'appellerai Dennis), and accustom myself to this foreign name. This decision, while seemingly straightforward, came only after all other options were eliminated.

Option 1: D.J. - The translation/pronunciation is unnatural at best.
Option 2: Jacques - Yes, I though of adopting the old middle/high school French name. This seemed wholly irresponsible and uselessly confusing.

Yes, Dennis was the only (logical) choice. New language. New Name. New me? I doubt that last one, but only time will tell...

4 comments:

  1. Hey DJ,
    Firt, I am so very happy for you! You are truly living a dream and I am so excited to share it with you through your words and photos. You have worked hard for this, ENJOY! LET THE ADVENTURE BEGIN!
    Second, I will definitely be visiting dictionary.com often while reading your blogs. LOL So, in the process, I too will learn a lot!
    Third, You will always be DJ to me, although I do understand your reasoning for using Dennis on your excursion and as you enter the professional work force.
    Fourth, My thoughts and prayers will be with you every step as you travel.
    HAVE FUN, BE SAFE, MAKE LOTS OF MEMORIES!
    Love you lots, Aunt Coll

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  2. I am thinking you should just introduce yourself to the French people you meet as follows: "je'mappellerai Dige". It's super fun, original, and people will always remember you because of that!

    Au revoir! Je vous aime!

    Your French challenged sister,

    Kit Kat

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  3. DJ-

    Profound post! Love you lots!

    xoxo

    Gma

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  4. Dennis-
    If your name is Dennis why do you sign each post DJ. well anyways have a great time in France I will miss you lots when you're over there.

    From,
    A. Neighbor

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