A New MePosted: March 29, 2011
This move to the US has really changed me…
New BFF: “It’s so nice to meet you. What did you say your name is?”
New BFF: “Say again?”
New BFF: “Sharlette?”
Me (deciding we are not going to be BFF’s after all): “Yes.”
I may need speech therapy or the dentist to fix the gap between my teeth, but at least in The Netherlands I was able to pronounce my own name.
One time, at the playground, a mom managed to ask me to repeat my name seven times. I don’t even remember if she finally got it right, or that we left it at Sharlette.
Picking a name for our girls, my first requirement was for it to be pronounced the same way in Dutch as in English. I didn’t want my children to go through what I’m going through.
And now, with ‘Pippa and the Kids’, I can tell everyone in my new country about it and be sure I’ll get some hits…