In English, It means English

Nicole Huber

My name is like a snowboard grinding past rocks and sometimes doing 360’s in mid air. My name is Nicole, Nikki, Nicolie, whatever you want to call me. In English, my name “Nicole” means, “power.” Not like home electricity type of power. My name can be like the famous actress “Nicole Kidman.” Although, when I talk about my name being famous, it can mean that it is heard often, around the house. I’ve noticed that my name sounds sort of good when my mom screams it at me. At that point my name looks like knives jolting past my head. It could also be like the soft trickle of water, slowly making its way from a waterfall, maybe a famous one like the Niagara Falls. My name sounds great with the name of my brother. His name is Kyle so together we are “Kyle and Nicole.” My name wants to buzz past all the people so they can see the real side of me. My name hates to follow the other bees though, but when it does, it tries to copy their every move. My name is also like the steady hum of bees brushing past your face, never stinging though. 

            Being named Nicole is fun to put into bubble letters, and then you can go back, over time, and shade in the pale, empty white spots. I wish my name could be Natalie, like my cousin’s. My parents were going to name me Natalie, but my cousin came first. My cousin Natalie is the prettiest, the funniest, and the nicest girl I have ever met in my whole life. I think by having her name, I could change into something else. Natalie can have nicknames like, Natz,. My name is Nicole. Plain and simple. There isn’t a nickname for Nicole, except for Coal, or Nick. My name is like coal; slowly being eaten away by the fire, but when it is all over, the coal is still burning, burning with anger. On the topic of flames, I always wanted to be in the Olympics, and if I win, I will be so astonished! The world will stop as the announcer shakes off the rusty old microphone and says,” Nicole Huber from America has taken the gold!” but I would never be too proud, never.

My name is fine, even if it sounds like you’re choking on the “C” in my name. At any rate, I like my name. I love my middle name too. My middle name is Joyce. It’s so different. That’s why I like it. My middle name is after my great grandmother. She was the sweetest person, and my mother loved her so much. My great grandma had a cute little poodle. My grandma had a huge clock, and a bird came out of the top when it was at the hour mark. I loved her so much. I wish she were still here, with all my heart. But that okay. My full name is “Nicole Joyce Huber.”  In English, it means power.