Then, the screen went blank for a few minutes.
After a short while, I saw a very pretty woman, obviously a younger version of my mother, on a hospital bed and a younger, more handsome version of my Dad was standing beside a baby’s cot with a beautiful and proud smile on his face.
My mom looked exhausted but I could see the pride and a warm glow of love in her eyes as she stared at the young man and the newborn baby boy.
Then it registered, that was me at birth!
But why am I looking at my birth?
What was the meaning of this?
What was happening?
I saw the young man, my Dad, lifting me gently from the cot proudly and holding me close to his chest with pride in his eyes.
“My first fruit, my beloved son, welcome to planet Earth,” he said as he rocked me gently and stroked my fine hair. I was indeed very cute.
After a while, he handed me to my mom who had tears of joy in her eyes as she stared at my handsome self.
Oh, I was just so cute even then.
I saw my Dad bending first, to give me a brief peck on one cheek and then gave a kiss on the lips of the one woman he apparently loved unconditionally.
My mom smiled sweetly at my Dad.
Then, the screen changed to another location.
There were a lot of people gathered in what seemed to be my parents’ residence. There was soft music playing in the background and neatly arranged chairs under a white canopy area in the courtyard of the house.
People were chit-chatting here and there. An elderly man, he was not too old though, called for order and then announced the purpose of the gathering just around the time my grandmother appeared from the room with a baby wrapped in an all-white lacey cloth and she was accompanied by my proud parents. It finally became clear to me then…I was looking at my christening and outdooring.
My proud Dad took the stand and gave the name Henry to his first child, the darling of them to come. He said the name was Germanic meaning “home ruler”.
It was later commonly spelt Heinrich. However, the spelling was altered somewhere along the line due to the influence of other Germanic names like Haganrich. Heinrich was popular among continental royalty, being the name of seven German kings, starting with the 10th-century Henry I the Fowler, and four French kings. In France, it was rendered Henri from the Latin form Henricus. He said the Normans introduced the French form to England, and it was subsequently used by eight kings.
When he was done with the recount of the history behind my name, loud applause followed and then there was dancing and merry-making all around.