In addition to basically being an Olympian, after a year and a half of being in South Sudan, I’ve finally gotten my first South Sudan name (well… other than the week I was “Helena” because according to the county commissioner on a field visit (and I quote), “No, that (Erin) is not your name. I cannot say that. Your name is Helena.” And therefore, indeed, for a week I was Helena).
Apparently in the Bari tribes, children are often named based on their order of birth. My coworker Pitia is the fourth-born male. A different colleague is Poni for the second-born female. Another is Loro for the first-born male.
(None go by these names in their professional lives, btw – these are all names their families call them, and they go by their father’s or grandfather’s name)
The culmination of this all being that I was informed my name would be “Juan,” pronounced “joo-ahn” for third-born girl.
So there you have it. I’m basically Bari now.