Names as social texts: Navigating cultural identity in medicine
I cannot recall the first time my name was mispronounced; that is the point. It happened so often that no single moment stands out. The sounds were altered to make them easier. In first grade, a boy loudly said my name sounded like “cereal.” I disliked it but did not tell a teacher. Early on, I learned how others would value attributes like skin color, regardless of my permission.
When adults …
Names as social texts: Navigating cultural identity in medicine






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