Tuesday, October 18, 2005
my name
The name Ryan is a Celtic name that means “little king” or “little ruler”. I am really proud of my name because I am very proud of my Scottish heritage. I am not one hundred percent Scottish but I am a fourth. I am Scottish, Aztek Indian, German, and Czechoslovakian. My Grandfather, who is Scottish, picked my name. He died two years ago, his death was very hard on me. We were very close, and in his last years he discussed with me how important my name was. He actually wanted to name me O’rion, but he and my parents agreed on Ryan. The idea of me being a “little king” is pretty cool. As a kid, my mom always told me that I always thought I was the boss. I guess this is because I thought I was a king. My dad always tells me that bagpipe music “makes his blood boil”, and that it makes my grandpa’s do the same. I feel the exact thing whenever I hear bagpipes. I get goose bumps and I get a surge of adrenaline. I love listening to it before sports events because it pumps me up. I feel like I am a living legacy of diluted Scottish blood. I want to name my kids Austin (girl), Dallas (boy), and Houston (boy). But Ryan will be both boys’ middle names. I really love Texas and I want to name my kids after it’s biggest cities. It may sound trashy, but it actually has a higher meaning for me because I have traveled Texas a lot. I am also proud of my last name, being that I am related to Kellogg’s cereal, unfortunately only by blood not money. I still get a lot of attention for it, so it’s a good topic of conversation.