We have long had an obsession with being extra unique when it comes to naming our children.
No long research or anything, just a look to the sky, limited grammar and a wish, then the unthinkable…pen to paper. Well, this happened to poor, poor, poor … little … Marijuana Pepsi Jackson. Immediately, you think of what her Mama’s favorite things were.
Now zoom forward to a grown person being pulled over for a ticket and the cop has just asked for license and registration. “Yeah officer, I’m Marijuana Pepsi Jackson. What did I do?” The cop immediately infuriated by your joke decides to give you an extra ticket. That’s one of the incidents that she has encountered along with immeasurable grade school taunts. At 15, she gathered her belongings in a pillowcase and left her mom behind. She excelled in school after that.
By high school, her name was the coolest, of course. Students wanted the same name for various reason. She attended the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater on a scholarship, where she majored in education. She began teaching elementary school children in Atlanta and selling real estate. She had to start using MP Sawyer professionally because her signs were being stolen.
Read her story here, I GUARANTEE it will get even more interesting. Maybe the name game is what happened to Cheryl Pepsi Riley. Hmmmmm … anyone know where she is?