A Writer's Journey Part XVI
Title: A Writer’s Journey
Part XVI
Nicknames. When they
were younger, I gave my children a lot of nicknames! The big nickname for Matthew was “Tiger” and
I would often whisper to him, “Tiger, tiger, burning bright, in the forests of
the night....” Matt was also “Skater
Boy”, “Skate Dog,” and “Mr. Woozle” but “Tiger” was what I called him the
most. Autumn’s primary nickname is the
“Bear” and I used to cry out to her, “Ho the Bear!” As she got older and we spent hours together
in track and field I would call her “Bobo the Circus Bear!” at times. Her other nicknames are “Ninja girl,” “the
Jagular,” and “the Arrow.” Leland’s
nickname used to be “Buddy” and although we still call him that he seems to
have outgrown it in some ways. He also
outgrew, “Wee one,” for some reason:)
When he was little I would randomly yell out in a high pitched voice,
“Everyone loves the Wee One!!” One of
the last times I did that he was an “older” elementary aged student and he
growled, “Dad, not everybody loves me!!”
Of all my kids I am most likely to call Leland by his actual name. I have also called him, “Ninja Boy,” “the
grab-me-gottcha,” and “Bert eyes.”
Adrianna got the mother lode of nicknames! It all started out innocently enough with
“Puffalump” based on a stuffed animal that was her security blanket as a
two-year old. That got shortened to
Puffy and then Puff. Although this is
Puff’s primary nickname, a cascade of nicknames followed. Where Matt is most often referred to as
“Tiger” and Autumn “The Bear”, Adrianna has so many I use them for different
situations. Here are a few.... When
Adrianna’s angry “Huffy Puffy!” When she
is being cute “Powder Puffy!” When she
is excited, “Pom pom girl!” When we are
on a boat, “Captain Poofy!” (said like a sea dog:) “It’s the whatta, whatta, whatta girl!” um...
long story! She’s been a pokemon “Jiggly
Puffy” and a pooh bear villain, “Heffalumpy!!”
She also is the “lawyer,” “the Mob,” and well... it goes on!! There are like seriously fifty! We actually listed them one time and it was
dizzying to say the least. Some are from
her friends but most are from me. My
default nickname for her is “Puffy”.
Over the years I have nicknamed many of my athletes
too. Courtney Cornell was the first to
get a nickname and she ended up with several but “Court” was my default
nickname for her. She was the only one
on our team that wore a watch and I was always asking her for the time. So I started yelling out grandly, “Keeper of
the Time, what time is it?” Everyone
remembers Court’s “Keeper of the Time” nickname. She won so many races we also called her,
“The Queen of the Court.” She won so
many sectional patches between track and XC I also called her “patches”
occasionally. I usually always used Brandon ’s name or would
occasionally call him Marlatt but his nickname came from the paper. Back then I would rush to get the paper first
thing in the morning and see if we were in it!
One time they called Brandon, “Brent Marlass!” Brandon
was quite put out about that muff up!!
After that, one of us would say, “That Brent Marlass kid on JT is
amazing! They’ve got some other kid... Brandon something? I don’t think he’s as good as Brent!” Brandon would always smile. I called Chris “Hadley” and yet Doug was
usually Doug (occasionally Stuts).
Why? I have no idea! Jay Dreher got to keep his name but he got a
catch phrase. I would smile at him and
say, “Hey, Jay! What do you say?” Sometimes I would just shorten someone’s name
like “Brittany ”
became, “Brit.” I occasionally called her
“Sidney Bristol,” and she would always give me a confused look when I did.
The nicknames didn’t stop with generation one. Brian Allington was “Bry”, his sister
Laureena became “The Captain” even before she became a team Captain! I have no idea where I pulled that one
from! She got a catch phrase too! I would chant, “Go LaurEENa, go, go
LaurEENa!” as she ran by. Adam Hadley
was “Captain Ahab” which I think a friend gave him and I latched onto. Brandon Owen was “O”. Sometimes I would shorten an athlete’s last
name like McKenzie Prutsman I called “Pruts” and Deven Brutsman I called,
“Bruts.” Katie Wyant always got a
respectful, “Miss Wyant” from me and although I will use players last names
like that, it was generally how I referred to her... yet her sister got
“Meg”. Some players want me to nickname
them but I tell them, “It just happens.
If I try and do it, it will seem forced... fake.” Sadie was morphed into “SSSSSSSadie” and Sara
was like her twin so I called her the “SSSSSSSister!”
Many nicknames are generated on the spur of the moment
randomly and some have a story. This
year Cash had a wicked cough in her early XC meets. When we went to Addison ,
she was coughing so bad I was sure her lungs were going to come out, and she
kind of needs those! I started calling
her, “Plague Victim.” (The cool thing was she still won!) It stuck. My daughter Autumn heard about this and
indignantly said, “If Cash is the Plague Victim then I’m Patient Zero!” She is referring to when in ninth grade I
made her compete in the county and sectional meet sicker than a dog. It was so bad that she vomited in the middle
of shot put. Yet she PR’d in pole vault
that night. It was her last event. I told her, “Sweet heart, I know you’re
sick. When you are off the runway you
can be as sick as you want but on that runway switch gears and pretend like you
are healthy. Autumn went over 7’6” that
night and came in second in an exciting pole vault battle with a rival from AA
that she would clash with over the years.
What is really cool is my daughter Adrianna nicknamed one of
my athletes years before she came to run for me. When Lauren Ross was in Awana, she wore the
color Pink often, leading my daughter to call her, “Pink.” I called Lauren that for years in Awana
too. Our school AD couldn’t figure out
for a little who “Pink” was on our team at first, because we will use that as her default
name!
My favorite nickname for a player was the one I gave Vanessa
Helgeland. One day in ninth grade track
I said, “My friend Vanessa!” She growled
back, “Coach, we are NOT friends!!” I
kept it up and was shot down the rest of ninth grade. In tenth grade when I said, “My friend
Vanessa,” she smiled a little and said slyly, “Coach, we’re not really
friends... more like distant acquaintances!”
I loved it! Whenever I brought it
up that year, that was the response I got.
Her junior year I said, “My friend Vanessa,” and she just smiled. So I started telling her two friends Meg and
Alyssa, “Really I’m only your friends because you are Vanessa’s friends. You guys are more like a friend of a
friend.” Meg pretended to be affronted
and Alyssa smirked at me. The year
after Vanessa graduated I told the team, “My only friend is gone!” It became a huge joke at practice that I was
now friendless.
There are so many more nicknames! “Jane from the Ukraine !” “BBBBBBRUCE!!” “Megan” to Meg Rogers, which made her eyes
slit dangerously the first time I used it.
“Coach, you know my real name is Margret right?” “Yes,” I replied, with an impish grin. Oh, so many more! One of my favorites is that I will refer to
even former team captains with their honorific title “Captain” at times. Titles, nicknames, and last names are
important. They represent who we are...
sometimes even what we are. I am Coach
to some, Pastor to others, and Ade to family and close friends. But my newest title is “author.” Do I deserve it? That is an excellent question. In a practical sense, yes, because I have
written many books... some very large:)
But longing for the honorific is kind of like the kids that wanted me to
nickname them out of the blue. “I
can’t,” I told them honestly. I’ve
always liked my first name “Adrian ”
because it is so rare for a guy or “A” as Mark Decker and Mr. Davis have called
me. To some though I am an
“author.” There is a boy (now probably a
man) in Florida
who has never met me but has read several of my books. I am most certainly “Author Adrian Essigmann”
to him. Others are big fans of my
writing like Jillian, Sam, and Rachel but know me primarily as “Coach”. I used
to crave the title and now I realize a title more describes what people think
of you, how they relate to you. What
does it matter how many books I’ve written.
That is meaningless. What matters
is have any of them impacted you? Has
this blog impacted you? Now that
matters!
Some day I hope to be talking to some strangers and in the
course of the conversation find out they like one of my books. I will get a fiendish thrill if they can’t
remember the author’s name. “He has a
weird last name...” and then “I’m not even sure if he’s a guy or a girl. But I really liked ‘American Fairytale’ or
‘Wolf Hunting’ or ‘An Assumed Risk.’”
Will I tell them I’m the author if that happens? I don’t know.
I don’t know if that will matter because that is what I will be in that
moment:)
*** Author Adrian Essigmann has eighteen books in print on
Amazon.com, soon to be nineteen! All of
them are $.99 cents on Kindle, with the exception of “An Assumed Risk” which
will be (Lord willing) an e-book before summer.
All of his books are available in soft cover too! Type Amazon Adrian Essigmann and his author’s
page should come up ***
Book of the Week – Wolf Hunting!! ($.99 on Kindle!)
“Ariel Wilson, ‘Jack’ to her friends, has a mother
determined to make her a superstar. During the school year, she is in lessons,
classes, and sports, but she never wins...at least at anything her mom cares
about. During the summer, Ariel becomes “Little Wolf”, living with her father
just as Native Americans did centuries ago. Then Ariel gets kidnapped by a
group of men who want to blackmail her mother. These men are professional
kidnappers who have abducted dangerous men before, so they’re not worried about
some rich teenage girl. They should be, though, because they haven’t kidnapped
a girl... they’ve got a wolf!”
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