Claim to fame? Well, now, that depends who I'm around...
Among the staff in youth group, I shall forever be "Little Liz" or "Liz's little sister." (grrrrrr.... I AM NOT MY SISTER! <deep breath> Okay I'm better now...) However among my friends in youth group, I am one of what you might call the three squeakateers- there are three girls, me being one of them, who squeak an eardrum-piercing squeak when poked or tickled, and when we think we're going to be poked or tickled, and in my case, when I'm really excited. I am also known as "Muppet/ Henson Freak." Gee, I wonder why...
In english class, I'm the girl who gives really good speaches and always goes first, thus setting a high standard and making them look bad. At least that's what they tell me. I don't think they like that about me, but I keep telling them, if they don't want me to go first, they can just volunteer before me... Anyway, my most remembered speach was probably the one I gave on Jim Henson, thanks entirely to Sadie, the puppet I made to demonstrate the Muppet style, and then used to give my conclusion at the end to show how the Muppeteer is "forgotten" when the Muppet starts talking. It was a really cool transition, too, I started talking in my normal voice, and then I had Sadie sort of lip-synching with me, and then I transitioned into her voice, and then I sank below the lecturn so they couldn't see me. That was probably the only time I ever enjoyed an English presentation.
In my synagogue, I think I'll always be, to some at least, the hug committee. When I was younger, I was determined to give EVERYONE a hug after services. I'll never live that down. The third graders who I assistant-taught last year (when they were second graders) will probably know me for Mr. Wiggle and Mr. Waggle- it's a silly little story that you tell with your thumbs. This year's sunday school teachers know me for "Sheket b'vakasha!" which is Hebrew for "Be quiet, please," although it sounds like I'm swearing. I shout "Sheket b'vakasha!" and the kids say "Hey!" and I say "Sheket b'vaka-hey!" and they say "Sha!" And then, in theory, they're quiet. It works pretty well. And everyone else knows me either as "Roberta's daughter" (I'm forever identified as my family's family... <sigh>) or as "That girl with the pretty voice who sang Kol Nidre" (A very important prayer, the highlight of a very important service of the same name, which is for a very important holiday known as "Yom Kippur.")
And around here, I believe I'm probably known for two things: One, Fanfiction. Two, "But why make sense when it's much more profitable to make dollars?"