BethPosted: November 27, 2012
When I was in the first grade, I wanted to change my name. I didn’t want to be Kelly anymore. I refused to answer to Kelly as my name for several weeks. I convinced most of my friends at school that my parents allowed me to change my name to Beth.
Now, my parents refused to do it, and my sister was too little to call me anything other than what she still calls me which is “hee hee.” She couldn’t say S’s. Sissy was too hard. Hee hee it was, and is, and shall forever be.
I was obsessed with Little House on the Prairie, but this is not what I called the show. We always called it Mary on the Prairie. (I am sure that this is something that my Dad started, it just sounds like something he would do.) It had to have been around that time that the episodes with “Manly” were on is the only thing I can guess, since he was the one who called Laura, Beth. We watched this show every single week. Without fail. Even the re-runs.
I refused to write any name but Beth.
Even on my school work.
My teacher was able to figure out my papers were mine, but only by process of elimination. There were no Beth’s, and I was the only Kelly. No paper from Kelly equalled Kelly was now Beth.
After my teacher had to do this a few times, she called my Mom.
I could pretend to be Beth, but I had to write Kelly on my papers.
I still don’t understand what the big deal was. There weren’t any other Beth’s.
Fun haters. That is the only answer.