Clara, Cara, Corra, Carro; everyone gets it wrong.
When you picture yourself at graduation, walking across the stage
Memories and a wave of satisfaction rushes over you and almost brings you to tears.
You never think that the announcer wouldn’t pronounce your name right.
That was my exact fear, and it happened!
When you go to a voting precinct, there’s so much on your mind.
You think about who or what to vote for and what party you are in.
You never wonder if your name is spelled right or not.
I already knew mine wasn’t correct.
When you go on a trip, you hope to buy a trinket with your name on it,
You search from store to store, eventually settling on one.
You return home and have that memory forever.
I’ve never had that option.
When you start a new year in grade school, it’s exciting.
You also get nervous about whether you will like your teachers or not.
The main thing that was always on my mind was how many times the teacher would say Cara while taking role.
I know that I should be used to it, I’ve gotten it all my life.
It will always bug me, but I no longer get upset.
I know that college teachers have too many students to specifically remember mine.
Besides, I just blame my parents because they’re the ones who named me.