What a great topic- it is so fun to read the stories behind the names!
Mine has been a nickname in one form or another since I was about 4. We lived with my Grandmother when I was very young and one day she introduced me to one of her work friends. He was from Poland and I was fascinated with his accent. I think it was the first time I was really aware of someone speaking another language so I pestered him constantly with questions. "How do you say dog in Polish?" "How do you say Happy Birthday". etc... So my Grandmother, who has a sly sense of humor even now in her 80's, said to me, "Janet, do you want to hear how to say your name in Polish?"
Of course I did! I had no idea that was even a possibility! So my Grandmother very seriously looked her dear 4 year old Granddaughter in the eye and said, "Your name in Polish is Ja-nooshki Poo****ski." Yeah. Sound it out.
I'm sure they all had a good laugh over that and forgot about it. But not me! Ja-nooshki Poo****ski. My name in Polish was so exotic!
I of course had to tell all my friends about it! I mean not everyone in 1969 suburban Chicago had a cool Polish name like I did! I locked that name away in my brain even though my family promptly forgot about it. Then a few years later I was in 3rd grade and we were learning about other countries. When we got to Poland I raised my hand to inform my teacher that I knew how to say my name in Polish! Did the whole class want to hear it? This time when I said it out loud it sounded somewhat different... My more mature 8 year old brain picked up on something...
And why were my classmates snickering? Later one of my more worldly friends set me straight. I was SO mad at my family!
After that incident, "Ja-nooshki became a beloved nickname that my mom used for me. Over the years, my sisters evolved it to Nooshkin and ...viola!
There you have it!
**And if you haven't figured it out, the "edited" part of my faux Polish name starts with an s and means the same thing as the first part....**