Your Name Your Story

March 10, 2013
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Jacqueline’s Story

Here’s a story that show just how much our names can mean to us.

First name was after Jackie Kennedy. Middle name after my paternal Grandma. I think it has made me a stronger, more confident person, like the 2 people I am named after.

January 11, 2013
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Danny’s Story

Here’s a new story from Israel!

My parents chose my name. I was the first in the family who was born in Israel so they wanted a name that is both modern but also biblical and therefore I was called Daniel. I really like the name but sometimes I prefer to be called Danny.

December 5, 2012
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Esther’s Story

Here we have our second, very cool and inspirational story! Esther is very in touch with her Jewish identity. Thank you, Esther!

My parents named me Masha after my grandma Malkah who passed away a few months before I was born. I chose the name Esther myself and had a naming cermony this past summer in the oldest known synagogue in Israel on the top of Masada. I chose the name Esther because I wanted the name to mean something. Esther was a reluctant leader of the Jewish people; she did not seek to change the history, yet rose to the occasion when she realized the great need. I was inspired by her story and wanted to be always reminded that we, as Jews, are intricately connected to our history and thus, share one future. Malkah was my grandmother’s name. Even though I did not get a chance to meet her, I’ve heard that she was a very kind and warm woman, who was sole provider for her 5 small children during the Holocaust while 3 older boys were fighting in the army. I hope to be using my Hebrew name in the future. For now, I still go by my regular name.

November 27, 2012
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Kasia’s Story

Here’s our first story. Thanks, Kasia, for starting off the storytelling! This is a pretty cool story from an eleven year-old who seems to like her family traditions.

My mom named me. (My name) came from a Bible that my mom read. My great, great, great grandpa has passed (it) on to her and (she) is now passing the Bible to me. The name Kasia was one of Jesus’s brother’s daughter’s name. I feel proud that my name came from the Bible because not many people have that name and so many people don’t even think my name even exists. Maybe I can be different once in a while because different for me is a whole different meaning.

April 19, 2012
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