Well- what can I say- we all go through periods in our life where
we want to create our own identity (early adolescence, anyone?)
There is a chapter in my family story when we were unhappy being
called “hogs” as some thought it was too degrading. So we started
demanding our rights- one of which was to be called “Woodchuck”. My
great great great great great great great grandfather says that it
is from our Native American Algonquian name “wuchak”. However,
since this sounds like “WoodChuck”, it led to MUCH teasing on the
playground, as we do not do anything with wood or chucking. We’ve
tried to grow from the experience and if anyone does insist on
teasing us, we are taught to just laugh it off.
Let me tell you, if you ever meet a groundhog- please be polite and
do not ask us the most insulting question you could ever ask…. “How
much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck
wood?”
As all you will get in response is the sound of us laughing and
chuckling.
I dressed up for Halloween one year as a woodchuck (see my
pic?)
