I actually never knew my real name until I got married. My entire life I thought my name was one thing (first and middle name), then found out when my kesuvah was written, that my true middle name was actually the Yiddish form of what I always thought was my middle name. For example, let’s say I thought my name was Shoshana, then saw on the kesuvah that it was really Raizel. I was very disconcerted by this, but the Jewish name was the one the Rov held to be the correct middle name for that purpose. I had never
noticed as a child or young woman, that when my dad O”H got an aliyah, he used my proper Yiddish name for a misheberach. Had I only been referred to by the Hebrew form, there could have been a shailah about what to put on the kesuvah.
Object lesson – parents, be very careful and put much thought into how and what you name your children. Don’t call them ridiculous names like Purple, or Apple. They will never thank you for it.