My Name Is TERESITA, Not Teresa And I Won't Let You Forget It
I’ll never get tired of correcting people when they call me "Teresa." Sure, it’s a common name, and I know they mean well, but there’s something about it that just doesn’t sit right with me. My name is TERESITA, and it’s not just a small variation, it's a big part of who I am. It's like a little signature that’s uniquely mine, and I’ll stand by it, no matter how many times I have to correct the mistake.
People always seem to slip up, even though I make it clear from the start. And when they do, I can't help but smile maybe with just a tiny, playful sigh. Because let’s face it, correcting them will never get old for me. I’m always happy to set the record straight, but I do it with a sense of humor, knowing that it’s all part of the human experience. We all make mistakes, after all, right?
In fact, I have to chuckle at the fact that people will often try to justify the mistake—"Oh, but Teresa is so much more common," they might say. Well, I don’t mind that, but my name is TERESITA, and there’s no way I’m letting anyone change that. It’s like they think they know my name better than I do, but let’s be honest here: I know what it is.
And if you're in doubt, feel free to call my mom. I can pretty much guarantee that she won’t be the one making that mistake. Sure, she might have made some slip-ups here and there throughout her life (who hasn’t?), but she knew exactly what to name me. So, don’t bother trying to convince me otherwise, I was named TERESITA for a reason. It’s a name that has history, meaning, and significance. It’s not some casual alteration of something familiar. It’s mine.
So, next time you think of calling me Teresa, just remember: there’s only one correct version of my name, and it’s TERESITA.
And hey, don't feel bad if you slip up. But don’t be surprised when I smile and gently remind you, it’s TERESITA, with a whole lot of pride.
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