Personal Essay

| February 19, 2016

My name is Kavni.  Not Kathy or Randy.  My name is Kavni.  Not chocolate or candy.  Recite Kavni up and down.  Repeat my name around town.  Say Kavni enough times.  Create some rhymes.  My name is Kavni.  It means little poem.

I care about swimming.  I care about gymnastics.  I hate noodles.  I hate pink.  I love art!  There is so many things about me, and yet, if you could only remember one thing, I want you to remember my name.

When I was young, I used to scribble.  Now, I’m all grown up.  My first drawing was a ship.  I used to go to drawing classes.  The first one when I was five and ended when I was six.  The second one when I was eight and ended when I was eight-and-a-half.  I enjoyed it a lot.

I have also gone to the art museum.  There were so many different kinds of paintings and drawings and more.  My mom taught me all about art – like making a straight line without a ruler and much more.  Art is everything to me.  I love art.

When I was six, I asked my mom what my name means.  She told me it meant a little poem.  She named me Kavni because it was unique.


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