The story “America Ruined My Name for Me” By Beth Nguyen is about how a Vietnamese girl felt about her name when moved to America with the name Bich. Beth tells us about the decision to change her name and the impact that personal names have on her in America.
Bich is an ordinary name in Vietnam but in America it is a different story. Bich can easily pronounce her name but her classmates or other people around her are different. She felt her Vietnamese name was a barb, a shame.
Specifically, “The other kids would decorate their names with stars and hearts; they would try to make their names look bigger than everyone else’s. The sight of their names gave them pleasure and satisfaction. I have never felt this pleasure, not once. Not even with publications. To me, my name has been a taunt. I’m always trying not to look at it. ”
She felt more comfortable with her name “Beth” because the pressure on the name “Bich” is getting out of her mind. When Bich change her name to “Beth” it feels like “cool air from the refrigerator on a hot day”. It feels likes she is a new person, no more pressure, no more shame.
For instance, “And, in that moment, it felt real: I wasn’t just saying Beth—I was Beth. So I started to say it more. To salespeople. To babysitters, electricians, new acquaintances, new colleagues. I’d say Beth, and a tiny blast of joy, like cool air from the refrigerator on a hot day, would come over me. Like a secret self. Like another life. ”
As you can see, Bich feels her name is a barb, a shame, but she feels comfortable, less pressure about changing her name to beth
The story “America Ruined My
Name
for Me” By Beth Nguyen is about how a Vietnamese girl
felt
about her
name
when
moved
to America with the
name
Bich
. Beth
tells
us about the decision to
change
her
name
and the impact that personal
names
have on her in America.
Bich
is an ordinary
name
in Vietnam
but
in America it is a
different
story.
Bich
can
easily
pronounce her
name
but
her classmates or other
people
around her are
different
. She
felt
her Vietnamese
name
was a barb, a shame.
Specifically
, “The other kids would decorate their
names
with stars and hearts; they would try to
make
their
names
look bigger than everyone else’s. The sight of their
names
gave them pleasure and satisfaction. I have never
felt
this pleasure, not once. Not even with publications. To me, my
name
has been a taunt. I’m always trying not to look at it. ”
She
felt
more comfortable with her
name
“Beth”
because
the pressure on the
name
“
Bich
” is getting out of her mind.
When
Bich
change
her
name
to “Beth” it
feels
like “cool air from the refrigerator on a hot day”. It
feels
likes she is a new person, no more pressure, no more shame.
For instance
, “And,
in that moment
, it
felt
real: I wasn’t
just
saying Beth—I was Beth.
So
I
started
to say it more. To salespeople. To babysitters, electricians, new acquaintances, new colleagues. I’d say Beth, and a tiny blast of joy, like cool air from the refrigerator on a hot day, would
come
over me. Like a secret self. Like another life. ”
As you can
see
,
Bich
feels
her
name
is a barb, a shame,
but
she
feels
comfortable, less pressure about changing her
name
to
beth