Do you have a nickname? Something a family member or friend calls you as a term of endearment or maybe even for a joke?
When I was growing up my sister called me Toad. It was a natural progression really. My name is Jodi. Then sometimes in a hurry I would get called Jod. Then naturally because my sister wanted to rattle my chain a little it became Toad.
I vividly remember the year I joined the ranks of our High School. In my city the High School was grade seven to twelve. So when I came in my seventh year, my sister was already quite familiar with the ins and outs of the school as a grade niner. When the bell rang in between classes it was mayhem. Thousands of students going this way and that way to get to their next room on time. As a grade sevener it was overwhelming.
One day as I was trying to get from social to english I heard above the chatter and chaos,