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here's a vignette i wrote for creative writing about my name:
The Sister of Calm
Martha. I’m not Martha Washington, no. But that’s what I was teased about when I was younger. I’m certainly no Martha Stewart, which people liked to call me in middle school. I’m not Martha Boddy-Casey, who I was named after. No, I’m none of those people.
The origin of my name is Hebrew. It means a lady. That sounds so simple. I am a lady. Though my mother always says, “That Martha - you can dress her up, but you can’t take her out.” I’m not as simple as the definition as my name though.
I’m more like Martha, this sister of Mary. The biblical sense; you know - Mary, the Virgin Mother of God and her sister, Martha. She’s a worrier that Martha is. Jesus said so himself. He said, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and worried about many things.” That’s more true to me than Martha Washington or Martha Stewart or Martha Boddy-Casey.
I worry all the time about everything. “Will I get a good grade?” “Is this good enough?” I’m even worrying right now. I’m worrying if this will be all right or not.
In the bible, my sister Mary is calm. She knows everything will be all right. But me, I worry that things aren’t perfect enough. How I wish I could be more like that. Maybe things would be different if my name was Mary. Maybe if my name was Mary, I’d be a little calmer. Maybe if my name were Marta, the French version, I’d worry less. There’s one less letter in the name, does that mean one less thing to worry about?
I guess for now, I’ll just stay Martha. I am Martha, the sister of calm. Or - that’s who I am in the bible anyways.