In English my name means love. In spanish it means a flower. It means hope, it means love. It's like the number nine. A muddy color. It is the favorite song my mother plays on friday mornings when she is cooking.
I love my name. I am named after cookies and I am named after Rosa Parks, a famous person. I have a funny name because of the way people in my class say it. It sounds like they're calling me Rosa Park or Rosemary. Even my teachers call me Rosa Parks. That's the funny part because when he calls me that, I think of Rosa Parks when she did not want to give up her seat.