By: C.A. PRINTUP
CAP. Yeah, you read that right. My initials spell “cap.” It stands for Cheyenne Autumn Printup, and yes, I have had some funny stories come from it.
Back in sixth grade, I was on a field trip with my class. We went to the park, and at lunch, our teacher gave us identical water bottles.
Our teacher told us to put our initials on the cap. So I thought it would be a good idea to put all of my initials on it because I had been bullied in that class and wanted to make sure that absolutely no one could dispute that that was my bottle.
When my teacher was collecting the bottles she noticed mine. She said, “Ok, who was the sarcastic one who put “cap” on their cap?”
I raised my hand and said, “My initials are CAP. Cheyenne Autumn Printup.” She admitted later that she felt a little bad over that.
My family has always been like that with names though. We’re Native American, so most of our names seem like punishments. I have a cousin named Storming Bear. My mother’s name is Earla—a feminized version of Earle Jr. And my aunt name was Glanita, which is a combination of my grandmother’s name, Juanita, and my grandfather’s name, Gladwin, but he went by Earle.
Moral of the story? Do not marry a Printup unless you want your babies to have weird names.