I am from 12 Maria’s, 2 Fernanda’s, 3 Juaquin’s and 2 Guillermo’s. I am from ‘De La Calle’ and ‘Gonzalez’. I am from names that begin with A’s and a last name that ends with Z. I am from 8 last names and 2 extended families.
I am from 22 cousins, and none share my first name.
From three sisters, two living, and one named Laura.
I am from “Why did your mom name you both Laura?”.
I am from sisters I didn’t meet until my teeth were growing in, from names used to describe my curl infested hair “crespo loco” to “Susy” a name made up by my barely speaking cousin.
I am from a maze of names, numbers and relatives. I am from potatoes for breakfast, ‘Arepas’ for dinner, and Sunday morning Church shoes.
And although I am one of many, I am from a country that pronounces my name correctly.
I am Laura, with a rolling ‘R’. I am from; Paola at home, because it gets too confusing otherwise.
I am from first generation college students, because my mom dropped out, and my dad worked too hard.
I am from the Gringo pronunciation for the Spanish word for Parrot, because my name is not ‘Lorah’.
From a PG-13 adventure movie, because to some my name is ‘Lara’.