Mathara Scott
Jen
February 21, 2012
Justice through Photography
When my mom was seven she wrote a name in her diary that she wanted to name her first daughter. If she ever wanted to have kids. The name she wrote was Mathara, and it was pronounced just like it looked. M-a-t-h-a-r-a. She told me that she came up with it and thought it was the best name ever. My grandmother saved my mom’s diary, my mom remembered the named forever though. When my aunt Sara was born my mom wanted a part in naming her so her middle name is Mathara. I think that’s why I have always felt really close with her. When she had me she named me Mathara. Preschool through 3rd grade I went by Mattie. It started because that’s what my nickname was. But then I wouldn’t let anyone call my Mathara no one and if someone did I would get really mad. I wouldn’t let anyone call me Mathara because I couldn’t say my “R”s right there sounded more like a F. Since half my name was R sounding I went by Mattie. I finally learned to say my Rs and got much better at it so when I went into the IA. I stared going by Mathara again. My family and people at dance still call me Mattie. I don’t know why but I like Mattie better. My Rs got a lot better but I still have trouble saying them in some words. I love my name Mathara it is really special to me. And even though most people I meet cant say it right the first time I still will always love my name.
