On the first day at my new school, my teacher gave me a sticker that said René Colato. The sticker was missing my second last name. Maybe Miss Soria's pen ran out of ink. I took my pencil and added it. Now it looked right: René Colato Laínez.
My new classmates giggled when I told them my name.
"That's a long dinosaur name."
"Your name is longer than an anaconda."
René Colato looked incomplete. It was like a hamburger without the meat or a pizza without cheese or a hot dog without a wiener.
I did not want to lose my second last name! Losing my second last name meant losing half of my family, my Mamá’s beautiful family.
My new classmates giggled when I told them my name.
"That's a long dinosaur name."
"Your name is longer than an anaconda."
René Colato looked incomplete. It was like a hamburger without the meat or a pizza without cheese or a hot dog without a wiener.
I did not want to lose my second last name! Losing my second last name meant losing half of my family, my Mamá’s beautiful family.