Originally posted on Adventure is Out There.:
It was on a silent car ride to a hike up the Boulder with my mother when I first questioned the definition of the word née. I had just woken up from a rather disturbing nap in the front seat—mouth hanging open, neck painfully craned, perspiring bum glued to the leather seat—when the word popped in my head. I couldn’t remember where I had first seen it, only that I didn’t know what it meant. I yawned, peeled myself off of the seat and asked Mom.
She didn’t know. She’d never heard it before.
So I did what any other resourceful teenager would: I asked Siri.
born (placed after the name of a married woman to introduce her maiden name): Madame de Staël, nee Necker.
Oh. I wonder where that came from.
I sat in silence, watching the golden landscape roll by, wondering if I would…
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