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I used to believe the "martial arts" is something like learning about marriage and things you do before the wedding.
When I first saw pictures of my parent's wedding, I noticed that the flower girl was, oddly enough, not me. I got very upset over this, and DEMANDED to know why I wasn't the flower girl. I hadn't realized that it would be a few years before I was to be born.
When I was little I always used to pass by this store that said Welding supplies--I miss read it as Wedding supplies--For many years I was horrified and the thought of getting married and having a wedding fearing that I would have to buy saws, blowtorches and other heavy machinery just to get married.
When I was about 5 or 6, I used to believe that when a girl wanted to get married, she would go out in a wedding dress, and propose to any man passing by whom she fancied!
i once asked my aunt when i was little if husbands came with names or did you have to name them when you got them
up untill around age 10 i thought that when a man and a woman were married, after the ceremony was over they went directly to the hospital and the woman gave birth to a baby. i had asked my mother about it once and she replied with "well...sometimes."
My parents were married on May 25. Anyway, my parents still had a calendar from the year they were married, and I was paging through it when I saw the word "Wedding," but I didn't know whose wedding it was for. For a long time, I thought ALL marriages HAD to be on May 25, or the grown-ups couldn't get married for another year, and if they tried to get married at another time, they'd go to jail. (It didn't help that all of my relatives got married around this time.)
Anyway, we were going to another wedding in mid-winter, and I knew that it was not May 25, let alone May. When the bride and groom were about to recite their vows, I shouted, really horrified, "YOU CAN'T DO THAT! IT'S NOT MAY 25! YOU'LL GO TO JAIL!!!" The congregation broke out in laughter, and I wondered why. My mom explained that people can get married at any time, and May 25 was the day she and Dad got married. Needless to say, people still tease me about it.
i used to believe that when a man and woman got married, they agreed to be married by eating bowl of holy macaroni and cheese together:
"dearly beloved, we are gathered together, to join together this man and this woman in holy macaroni"
In 1980, my uncle got remarried to a Jewish woman. Our side of the family was Catholic, and hers was Jewish. They had a really hard time finding a Priest or Rabbi to marry them.
They finally found a Rabbi who would perform the ceremony.
My youngest cousin asked me what to call the man wearing the cap. I told her to call him Rabbi.
She called him "Father Rabbi" all day. Thank God, he got a kick out of it!
My grandparents all divorced before I was born, so I never actually encountered married elderly people. I came to the conclusion that marriage hadn't been invented yet back then, like colour television or computers.
When I was little and I would go to a wedding, I just couldn't understand the part where they talked about the "Awfully" wedded wife. If she was so awful, why was he marrying her anyway?
I grew up in Ireland, I had a catholic upbringing and regularly visited the church which was nearby. As a little girl it was a big thrill to stand at the back of the church while a wedding was in progress, when the bride and groom left the altar to go to the sacristy behind the altar I always though that they were going in there to get the "equipment" for making babies...in actual fact they went in there to sign the registry.
It made perfect sense to me at the time.....
I believed that if people had the same birthday, they should get married. Having the same birthday as Prince William, at age twelve I wrote a letter to him explaining my theory.
The most ironic thing? The only man I met with the same birthday as me is the man I eventually married!
once my mom and i were going through her wedding photo album and my mom was telling about it when it suddenly it occured to me that i wasn't in any of the pictures and asked her why she didn't take any of mine ,so she told me that i wasn't there, i got real mad and drove her crazy asking why she didn't invite me. i thought she and my dad got married sometime when i was asleep
When I was young, I got very angry at my older brother for something I can't remember. I was so angry that I went to my mom and said "DO I REALLY HAVE TO MARRY HIM!?" thinking that you're supposed to marry your sibling, I thought that's why my mom's last name was the same as my dad's..
I used to believe that everyone involved in a marriage was "the bride", and that as long as you were present, you could be called "the bride". Eventually I understood that men were called something else, and they were called "Brooms". I was dumb.
I used to think that, in the monarchy, brothers and sisters had to get married to make a King and Queen. I was wonderfully unaware of the word 'incest'.
My parents happen to have the same birthday. All through elementary school, I thought you could only marry someone who had the same birthday as you. I was crushed when I discovered the boy I liked in fifth grade didn't have the same birthday as me!
When i was in about 2nd grade i thought that since my parents were named Ann and Larry that everyone, when they got married, changed their name to be Ann and Larry.
When I was little I used to think that a golden retriever was a type of person involved in a wedding - like a ringbearer, best man, maid of honor, etc. The reason why I believed this was because I had seen a Charlie Brown TV special in which Snoopy the dog was getting married (to another dog). In the show, Snoopy ends up not getting married because the bride ran off with a golden retriever (a guest at the wedding). I just interpreted it as the bride running off with the best man or something like that. I believed this one until I was about 8.
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