What's in a Name?

I remember when I was in elementary school,I usually felt shy every time I went up on stage to receive my medals or ribbons for academic excellence. When the emcee would call my name, I would start wishing that I had another name. I didn't like my name since I started going to school. I even asked my mother why she chose, "Angelita", as my name. My mother just said that it's my father idea. It's a spanish name which means, "little angel". I'm the 4th child among five siblings and whether you would believe it or not, my mother just fell in love with my father when she was pregnant with me. So my father was delighted and thought that I was his angel, thus naming me his little angel. It's a long story, but to make it short, my parents' marriage was like an "arrange marriage". My mother never loved my father even if they already had 3 kids. Then, I became his favorite, so I grew up to be a papa's girl. I was closer to my father than my mother. I could not remember an instant where my father hit me or even scolded me. I always see him as my knight in shining armor, my friend and my hero. I just wonder why of all the 5 siblings, I am the one who looks different. When I say different, I'm talking about physical aspects. When someone would see us for the first time, they would not think that I am their sister. But it doesn't matter, I may not be blessed with good looks, but I can say that when it comes to intelligence I'm not far behind them. Now, I learned to love my name because this is one of my late father's legacy. Our names all start with letter A, because he believed that A is always first. I'm proud to have a father like him, though he was not a perfect father, I will always love him.