Truth, As Strange As Fiction: What’s In A Name

I never liked my name. I can’t really say why but I thought it might have something to do with my father always teasing me. He turned my name Janice into a twisted version of it but calling me Janoose The Goose! Yes, a goose.   

From the start I acquainted it with the cartoon character, Baby Huey, a large goofy duckling unable to fly. Baby Huey was meant to be laughed at. So you can see why I was upset.

My father smiled when he said it, and I’m sure he didn’t mean it the way I took it. Every time he’d come into a room I was in by myself he would greet me with, “Hello Janoose The Goose.”

 Why it was so amusing to him, I’ve never figured out. But I was five and did not know how to explain it to him. But maybe he didn’t like…