When I was little, my dad used to call me 'Bandarella,' because I was a mess - a Bandar is a monkey in Hindi. I was not a girly-girl and would always break something and would be running around and didn't really fit in.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My boyfriend calls me 'princess', but I think of myself more along the lines of 'monkey' and 'retard'.
I used to walk around with a stick. My dad used to call me Moses. It's on a home video. He said, 'That kid would rather lead no one than follow anyone.' I had dogs following me in the neighborhood. I had neighborhood kids coming over.
People called me 'Slim' and 'Daddy Long Legs.' My best friend Martine named me Daddy Long Legs after she saw me running track. She was making fun of me!
My family has always called me 'Lay Lay,' and my dad used to always call me 'Dynamite Termite' because I was really short and small and I hated to be still. I would never stop.
My sister called her pillow a pilgo. My brother called his pacifier his nimma. But I don't think I was much of a word generator myself.
The name Sissy came because my brothers called me that.
I was sometimes called 'coconut' when I was at school.
Apparently, I used to bite, scratch and growl at people when I was young, so my parents named me 'Tiger.'
My dad used to call me 'the human pretzel' because I was able to bend my body, and because my legs are very long.
Because I'm small, I've been called things from 'Happy Feet' to 'Little Face.'