12 December 2011
6 this is somehow relevant
i grew up thinking my first name was "favorite".
i didn't know otherwise until the 1st grade, when my teacher- the one who said i talked too much in class and once took me to the principal's office and made me call burvil to tell her to tell me to shut up- was calling roll and called out the name "faith."
because my first name was favorite, i did not respond.
caroline, the teacher said, that is you.
i'd spent all seven of the years i'd lived thinking my name was "favorite" before this woman who hated me said my name was, in fact, a word that carried no connotations of my being beloved.
faith seemed a significant demotion from favorite.
filed under: faith in the city