My Name

Wed, 08 Oct 2025 22:51:35 +0000

Kushi Sree Nidhi Buddha. That’s my name. I liked it, as it was all I had ever known. When you say my name, it just sits on your tongue, “Kushi.” Substitute teachers would almost always pronounce it wrong; they would say coo-she, or Queue si. It’s just Kushi. K U S H I. Kushi.  I never corrected them, as it would only make them more confused, even though the name is very simple to say. Either way, I love my name; it sounds beautiful, radiant, almost. I’ve learned to love my name. I’ve always been fond of the letter “K.” I don’t know if that’s just because it's in my name, maybe it is because I just like it, or if it is just some spiritual connection the governments are not telling us about.  I guess we’ll never know. My family has always loved my name; they said it was “made for you” and “perfect.” I loved that. I loved knowing that I was meant to be, that I had a place in the world, with a meaning. When I was little, I always used to ask my parents, “Why did you name me Kushi?” They always responded with something along the lines of:  It just felt right. Now, as I’ve gotten older and matured, I’ve learned to love my name and the meaning behind it, to reflect the positivity and joy in it as much as possible. Yesterday, in my GT ILA Class, my teacher, Mrs. Morgan, gave us an assignment. It was all about me and finding myself. And now, here I am researching my name and interviewing my parents on why they chose to name me Kushi. As I am in the middle of writing this very sentence, it got me thinking, does my name really have any meaning to my family? So I did what all kids do these days, and I searched up my name. I barely understood a single word that popped up, so next, I asked my dad. He was always the more emotional one. I always felt more connected to him than to my mom. I also was just like him, from the way I talked to the way I think, but I look just like my mom, as everyone in my family had said. My dad explained how my name was something that was carefully handpicked, perfect from the moment I was born. He was telling me how, when I was born, I was such a happy baby. He loved seeing me laugh, and the name he knew was fit for me was Kushi.