African American Names Novels & Stories

Lawrence asked, interested. "Sorry, if that sounds awkward. It's just that I've attended meetings with various Nigerian Billionaires like Dangote and I came to know that Nigerians usually have this long name that carries a mighty meaning." He added. "Yeah. Actually, my full name is Omolade. Pronounced as Or-mor- lar- day. Non-Nigerians find it difficult to pronounce it properly. That's why I use "Omo" for short. And Omolade means 'A child is a crown.'

I question the other King. "Enit'ayanf." "I cannot pronounce that." "It is an African name. A Yorùbá name to be precise, but then, just call me Eni." He tells and I nod my head, affirmatively.

"Yes he has, Ibekwe. Be strong and have faith." James shuffled towards the door. "James!" "Yes, Ibekwe." "What will you call your new book?" "I thought of a simple but strong name. I will call it: Shading Black: The trilogy of an African village. The name fits it." "James!" Ibekwe called again. "Yes, Ibekwe." "The name of your book is perfect. Thank you for everything." James kept quiet. He raised his hands and wiped the tears in his eyes. "Goodbye, Ibekwe," he said.

“There’s shit African parents do that white people would get completely shocked over that African kids know is messed up but it’s normalized in our communities…” “No Anna, I know that having exposure to African people doesn’t make me an expert…but I think even an African guy would agree that it’s messed up to be denied medical attention because a parent is telling you God will heal you. That’s like spiritual abuse…” “Well, I had a lot of that and that’s not the worst of what she would do in the name of God…” “So that’s why…” Henry says. Anna looks at him. “That’s why what?” “You never asked which church there was available…most Africans I know are obsessed with church and attend church relig

’ The Chinese man spoke ostentatiously reaching for the black man’s hand and continued. ‘Our entry to this rich continent is on friendly terms, accommodative and tolerant. As opposed to yours, you despised everything the Africans stood for including their names. I bet you have never heard us renaming the blacks after our names. We have accepted their names just like they have accepted ours and are okay with that though it pains us calling them by Peter, Andrew, John and the like. This is a symbol for your cruelty on the innocent race Mr. Bradford.’

she announced and I lifted my beer taking a sip trying my best to conceal my approaching smile. "What did you picture my name to be?" I asked curiously. "I don't Grace or Elizabeth," she replied making me laugh. "Well I'm sorry to disappoint," "You didn't, I actually like it, it's unique" she uttered and I looked down at my shoes finding her outgoing personality somewhat compelling. "Is there some kind of meaning behind your name?" she questioned and I nodded. "It's African, my mother is Nigerian and she named me Mesi because it means water and she always says I'm pure and forgiving," I explained and she nodded her eyes running over me.

"I'm not sure how we put that on a birth certificate…" "King Alealam Alsufliu," Alexis said, his tongue moving flawlessly over what sounded like an impossible string of sounds. "Uh…what?" I asked. "No never mind. We're not doing that." I shook my head adamantly. "Thank you," Karen said while twisting her lips and raising her eyebrows. "You know how hard it is for a black man to get a good job in America with a normal name? Hell, King of The Underworld is what we call drug dealers here in Cincinnati."

'You know what kids are,' he went on evenly. Yes, she knew. 'But why?' Remembering her thoughts of a moment ago, she glanced again at the little figure on the desk. 'I can see now that you do look Malian in some ways . . .' 'Peule,' he put in absently. Amy stared at him in bewilderment. 'Pearl? What on earth . . .' 'Or Fulani. It's the name of our particular African race.'

Girls we have names like, Janet, Rebecca, Felicia, Nora, Beatrice, Lucy, Nancy, Rose, Rosaline, May, Felicity, Lily, Samantha, Monica, Judith, Mama, Lizzy, Kate, Georgina, Fatha, Beauty, Portia, Lydia, Cynthia and others. The boys you can also take names like, Ben, Brother, Emmanuel, Joe, Jack, Paul, Timothy, Jackson, Richard, Richmond, Matthew, Ike, Douglas, Thomas, Lee, Sly, Harold, Prince, You are to study hard. You could study in the morning, evening and in the night for six months. I dont want you to joke with your studies at all. It was as the result of the studies i risked myself to come and bring you here.

I quizzed in curiosity and she nodded. "He named us according to the circumstances surrounding our birth; My brother was born as at the time my dad got the biggest contract of his wealthy life, so he named him Olatunji, which literally translates to 'wealth reborn'. My sister's name is Olabisi, meaning 'born into wealth' because that was literally what she was born into... " She trailed off into silence and I patiently waited for her to come through with the story behind her name.