My name...some will look at it and think I am a man, but alas that isn't so! My mother is cruel and thought it fun to 'experiment' in the early 70's. My father on the other hand flipped out so thank goodness for small mercies...My name originally was suppose to be pronounced Michael but my daddy said, "Can't give the girl a boys name" so he made my mother change the pronunciation to Ma-kel. So that is the mystery behind my name. Sometimes my dad really is my hero!!
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...and I thought I was the only one who was called Mikel.........
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