It’s hard work running a cave, and dear Hagetha has certainly been working hard at perfecting (gulp) her gruel. I thought today’s Daily Prompt would be a great opportunity to ask her to stop and share her years of wisdom with us on this topic:
Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?
She was pleased that I asked her the question. See?
Yes, this is a wonderful question for me. I just wished you’d asked it either before or after I got started on today’s cauldron of gruel.
Sorry; can you turn the fire down and give a quick thought or two?
[slightly annoyed] Well, I suppose I could do that; I’m sure the minions are waiting with bated breath to hear from me and I wouldn’t want them getting out of hand or anything like that. So the Daily Post pixies want to know about my first name, eh? Well, it is a family name. I got it from my mother, who got it from her mother, who got it from her mother…
Are all the girls in your family named Hagetha?
You really don’t pay attention, do you? My sister‘s name is not Hagetha; if all the women in the family were named Hagetha, she too would have this name. [disgusted]
Oh, yes of course! I meant to say are all the first-born girls in your family named Hagetha?
Yes, that is it. My great-grandmother, grandmother, and mother were all the oldest females and so am I.
Great! But where did it come from?
Well, there has been some argument about that. Some say that the women in my family took after a certain female writer and we were named after her, but our clan has been around centuries longer. I don’t believe it.
Um, could it be that this unnamed female writer was named after you all?
Yes! Of course! Someone got the story turned around–of course she was named after us!! I knew you were good for something.
So, where did you get your name? Anouk had some ideas…
That’s a story for another time, Hagetha; we were here to talk about you, remember.
Of course we were; It’s probably a boring story anyway. Now don’t bother me any more today. I have far too much work to do.
Well, there you have it; she’s gone back to her corner of the cave, so I’ll tell you the story of my name quickly.
Actually, the story of how I got my name is a bit boring; my dad wanted a boy and had that happened, I would have been named “Andrew” after his dad. Instead, my parents named me Andree’ which is the French female spelling of the same name. The interesting part is that my dad and my nana (his mom) had a running bet going; dad bet that I would be a boy, nana bet that I would be a girl. The scratch: $1.
Don’t laugh–you could get a lot with $1 back in the day…
Anyway, go visit the Daily Prompt and add your name story today.