My Name

English 1A, 2002

My name is the blue of the ocean, which is more and more beautiful as you go deeper. Unfathomable. My name has as many layers as an onion—peeling off one will only lead to another. One must take eternity to explore the crevices. And yet I am still accepted, despite that I, like the universe, will never be fully known.

In a snap, my name changes to happiness. Like the shard of sea glass you pick out among the grains of sand, it stands out. My name is different, rare as the certain jellybean that is scarce in the jar. Audrey. Like the feel of soft dough in your hand. Comfortable. Warm, even accepting. Like the smell of cookies in the oven.

In the name books, my name means “noble strength.” I know nothing about my nobility, but my strength is drawn from my friends. I am dependent, guided by many friends and mentors along the road of life.

My name matches that of Audrey Hepburn. Unlike her, I am neither sophisticated nor poised. But like her character in “My Fair Lady”, I am being trained and polished for the life that I am meant to live.

I will not change my name. My name is representative. It is the rainbow holding the beauty of diversity from friendships and lessons blended into one. Someday I will live up to my name. As for now, I guess I’m working toward it. I have yet to become a 100% Audrey.