15/10/2022
Having immigrated to Canada at the age of 6, I was a sponge. Back then, I thought I had to be just like my peers to be accepted into this foreign country, which included being ok with people mispronouncing my relatively uncommon (even in Bangla) name. Early on, my family would laugh at how my name was being pronounced at school, but in retrospect, this could’ve been avoided with just a simple correction early on.
The English way of pronouncing my name stuck to me, and I even have a nickname because I’ve heard teachers say my name was “a mouthful” to say. Nonetheless, although I still hesitate to pronounce my name correctly when introducing myself (sometimes even giving a heads up to the other that it is an uncommon name), I’m finally at a spot where I love my name and embrace it, as my Grandfather must have when he chose it for me - the way it’s meant to be pronounced. Although I’m ok with being called Aggie by moots, I prefer if they know my full name first, and the correct way to pronounce it.