THEODORE RUSSELL HALL III
The name I was born with I thought I didn’t want. I could
shorten it to three letters but that didn’t help. I’ve always thought that my
name was not cool enough to fit in. I wanted something different until I was
old enough to learn the origin. I found out that my dad also shared my burden
and I felt a little better, but, at the time, being around six, I thought that
everyone called him dad like I did so It didn’t really
help. In that moment I learned that my
grandfather’s name was also the same. The importance didn’t kick in until about
seven when I learned that I was the only one who called my dad, dad. It was in
5th grade that I encountered my first insults based solely on my
name. I got the typical teddy bear, which I hated, T’mack,
theo huckstable,
Theodore Roosevelt. I hate these names but what can one do to escape them.
These teases and taunts caused me to hate my name and want to change it until
sixth grade. My dad and I were talking as usual and he said, “Do you know why I
named you after me and your grandfather.” I said no and he said, “I am starting
a legacy that I want you to be apart of. I want you to carry this name to
greatness just like my father wanted for me. I know I may not be rich but I’m
better off than my father and I want you to be better off than