this was my old neighbour's daughter's name. She wasn't the quietest of people and we became accustomed to hearing MAR-eey-am hollered at the poor kid several times a day.
I'm not sure how to represent the y sound, it was slight, not mar-ee-yam as in the vegetable, it was more separated than the ia in William.
Even as the gift of life
You take the famous name you did not choose
And make it new
You and the name exchange a power;
Its history is changed, becoming yours
And yours by this: who calls this, calls you
~Anne Ridler~This message was edited 6/16/2008, 6:15 AM