My name

My Name

Why was I named Daniel? Because my mom and dad liked it that’s why! They had no idea that it meant, “God is my judge” in Hebrew, or “Attractive” in Irish. They just thought, “let’s name him Daniel” my sister on the other hand, who was 6 at the time, decided she wanted to call me, “Buzzy Bee” After 12 years, I still can’t imagine why.
From when I was about one, I was called “Foo” at home. I think it was my brother who home happily yodeling “Little rabbit foo foo” so I guess it just stuck with me but after 7 years I had had enough. I thought I was manly enough to be called Daniel at home as well as in public.
Now back to when I was named Daniel. Apparently my parents named me Daniel because it was common, but not that common and it sounded a bit conservative and smooth, not like “Brick” or “Thud”
What about my last name, Beaumont? Well for a start, Beaumont is French for beautiful mountain and I’m from New Zealand. I suppose way back when, I had a French relative who climbed a mountain. I think Beaumont is a nice, smooth name as well and I think Daniel Beaumont fits all right, not like Thud Beaumont.
Over the past few years I have really just started to think about my name, and I’ve realized that I quite like it. I think I suit it. And I think it suits me. So I think my parents made a great choice.