Hi,
My name’s Kyne but y’all can call me Kinder, no just kidding, please stick to my name. People have too many times poorly mispronounced it, saying things like “kaïn”, “kaïnee”, “keen” please stop. My name is:
K Y N E
Pronounced “kee👏🏾nay👏🏾”…I mean, y’all can read french. The first reflex of a person reading a word is read it with one’s native pronunciation and it occurs that the original pronunciation of my name respects the same rules. So, what the heck of an excuse y’all have to massacre my name in such a crude way? Every time a teacher says it wrong a can feel a drop of water falling on my scalp, you wanna know what is it? My ancestors crying because they know life won’t be any easy…
Isn’t it funny though? My name has only four letters but y’all succeed into saying every one of them wrong…
And don’t get me started on my last name…you know what? To make it short Imma just say that teachers hate my name as much as I hate them for mispronouncing it and giving us homework. But who’s Kyne? Or as people from the hood would say:
“Who dis?”
Well, I am a “freshman” college student in biology. I put quotations marks because to be real… I ain’t that fresh no more. I mean, I am 22 now and I am studying with people born in 2001. I will just say that it isn’t easy to give milk to everybody, nap times can be quite distressing and waiting for their parents to come at the end of the day is the utmost annoyance but whatever, they love me. Oh no sorry, they ADORE ME.
And you probably will too because, I mean, look at me…you’ve seen my face and even God knows I already know you love me. If you see me in the street just don’t ask for pictures, no gracias💅🏾.
I don’t want to push it for too long. Let me just invite you into the fantastic world of memes if you didn’t know what they were because you lived for the longest time inside Ted Bundy’s basement.
Have fun and take care of that PTSD.👋🏾
