My name

My name, Krithika. When I was younger, I really didn't care about my name and didn't mind at all of what people call me. But now that I am older, I can see the value of my name and I am a lot more careful about what people call me. My name is very unique and it is very rare. Almost no one in the world has it. I have been teased about my name once in school, in grade 6. It was all my Math teacher's fault. But I wouldn't blame her because it was a accident. She called me "Cricket" once and soon the whole grade started calling me that.

My name means god's gift and it is originated from Asia. My name is the name of a star ( the ones you see in the sky every night). My name was first created from the names, Kartika and Kirtika. At first people struggle to say my name as they get tangled up with the R’s. At first, they get tangled in the R's and pronounce it wrong but after a few days, they get used to all the R's and pronounce it properly. My name really goes with the flow of my last name which is Krishnan. Krishnan is also another name for the Indian god, Krishna. Even if my name is hard to pronounce, I will always live up to my name.

I found this poem on the Internet and I really like it because I know that my parents were blessed when they got me and this poem is kind of like that.

GOD'S GIFT

One day when God felt generous,

He looked down at me and smiled,

"Since I feel so magnanimous,

I'd like to give you something, child."

He asked me what I wanted,

I said, "Oh, really nothing more,

You've done so much already."

He said, "That's what God is for."

"You have been pretty good," He said,

I know there's not much that you seek,

I will pick a little something,

Just to make your life complete."

With great anticipation,

I looked forward to my gift,

I wondered what God had in mind,

That would give me such a lift.

"This gift, God said "You realize,

Bears some responsibility,

So, if you accept my present,

You must be willing to agree...

"To offer unconditionally,

A section or a part,

Of more than half of you,

The larger portion of your heart."

"Okay, God," I answered,

"Since in You, I always trust,

I'll meet your obligation,

In the manner that I must."

To myself, I thought, wow, what a gift,

For so much of me, God's asked,

Now what could be so valuable,

That my share was more than half?

With both hands I sought my gift,

I still did not have a clue,

Then God put your hand in mine,

And said His gift to me was YOU!