My Girl's Name Analysis
"What's my girl's name?"
From the age of about four until I was around eight years old, I firmly believed that I had two last names, Hoffpauir and Monceaux. This was because of my grandfather, he never made it a secret when I was younger that I was his special little one, which was unsurprising to most of the family as I was nine years younger than any of his other grandchildren. Whenever I would go and visit him we had a routine conversation; first, he would say,
"What's my girl's name?" Which I would respond to with,
"Lexey Makinsey Monceaux Hoffpauir!" Next, a command,
"Now, show me how you are ambidextrous!" I would start to hurriedly rub my tummy and pat my head, a skill that he was very proud I could perform. Finally, he would put his hands to his chest as if holding a basketball and yell,
"Quick! Go for the jump shot," as he would say this he'd pass me his imaginary basketball which I would catch and then shoot, …show more content…
We would pick vegetables from the garden and ride the four-wheeler to go and pick up trash. I'd listen to him tell stories while grandma and I would shell peas or shuck corn, we'd sit and have dinner - always a meat and vegetables, and then after, while Jeopardy was on we'd each get a bowl of ice cream, my grandparents had vanilla, I would get chocolate chip cookie dough.
About halfway through my bowl, when my grandma would get up to put on her night coat I would run quickly over to my grandpa and let him have one or two pieces of cookie dough before she returned, I would giggle as she came back into the room, cookie dough was one of our special secrets. When it was time to go to bed, I would snuggle between my grandparents, one hand holding onto my grandma and one hand holding onto my grandpa, the sound of their breathing and the crickets outside would lull me to sleep as my dreams took me into the next
From the age of about four until I was around eight years old, I firmly believed that I had two last names, Hoffpauir and Monceaux. This was because of my grandfather, he never made it a secret when I was younger that I was his special little one, which was unsurprising to most of the family as I was nine years younger than any of his other grandchildren. Whenever I would go and visit him we had a routine conversation; first, he would say,
"What's my girl's name?" Which I would respond to with,
"Lexey Makinsey Monceaux Hoffpauir!" Next, a command,
"Now, show me how you are ambidextrous!" I would start to hurriedly rub my tummy and pat my head, a skill that he was very proud I could perform. Finally, he would put his hands to his chest as if holding a basketball and yell,
"Quick! Go for the jump shot," as he would say this he'd pass me his imaginary basketball which I would catch and then shoot, …show more content…
We would pick vegetables from the garden and ride the four-wheeler to go and pick up trash. I'd listen to him tell stories while grandma and I would shell peas or shuck corn, we'd sit and have dinner - always a meat and vegetables, and then after, while Jeopardy was on we'd each get a bowl of ice cream, my grandparents had vanilla, I would get chocolate chip cookie dough.
About halfway through my bowl, when my grandma would get up to put on her night coat I would run quickly over to my grandpa and let him have one or two pieces of cookie dough before she returned, I would giggle as she came back into the room, cookie dough was one of our special secrets. When it was time to go to bed, I would snuggle between my grandparents, one hand holding onto my grandma and one hand holding onto my grandpa, the sound of their breathing and the crickets outside would lull me to sleep as my dreams took me into the next