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One of my big sister's friends was reading a "Choose Your Own Adventure" book. I was afraid of it because I believed if you read it, you would actually be transformed into an animal.
When I first saw Highlights magazine, I used to believe that the slogan "Fun with a Purpose" was actually "Fun with a Person", and meant that Highlights should only be read with other people. I always read it alone anyway...
Reading the newspaper one day I came across the word rape. I asked my father what it meant. He replied to me that it was a sort of a salt. His manner didn't invite further questions. It was not until many years later that I understood that he had said assault.
In first grade, I thought that if I've never heard of a word before, then it wasn't a word.
I used to live in Florida, so I used to believe the FL OZ measurements on drinks and shampoo were FLORIDA ounces, and each state had its own unit for measuring liquid.
My mom bought me a Guinness Book of World Records when I was 8 and I loved reading it because I thought it would make me a genius. Why did I think that? Well, I didn't know what "Guinness" was nor how it was pronounced, so I assumed it was called the "Genius's Book of World Records"!
I must have been about 8-9 and I read a book called 'The boy who climbed into the moon'. I remember sitting in the bath and looking out of the window. I saw the moon in the sky and I utterly thought that I would be able to get a ladder and climb to the moon. It would be hard but possible. Great book
As a kid I read the line "won't stick to most dental work" on the side of chewing gum packages. I thought dentists must use special paper in their offices that wouldn't allow gum to stick to it.
I thought "please print" in magazine subscription forms meant you had to put your name with a printer instead of writing it without cursive!
I knew the "Dr." was an abbreviation for "doctor," but I didn't know it was also an abbreviation for "drive." So whenever I saw a road sign that said "Dr." after a word, I thought it was "doctor."
When my brother was learning to read he told my mom he wanted to go eat at a resteraunt because they served beaver eggs. When my mom looked at the sign advertising the resteraunt the word he was reading was "beverages"
When ever someone said ''read aloud'' I assumed aloud was the title of a book. Lol.
So you know those signs in Steak n Shake that say Takhomasak (it's take home a sack)? My mother told me it was an Native American chief... and I believed her.
There's a store near me called "Cartons & Crates". When I was young, I thought the sign said "Cartoons & Crates", and since I liked cartoons, I wondered why we never went there. Ironically, they started selling art supplies a few years ago.
I thought there was a such thing as a writing stutter and people who had it would write things like "They went to the bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb-boat"
When i was younger, i had a really big book of poems, and i thought anon. was just one person, and i used to think that he must be really famous to have go so many poems in to one book.
I thought the Hobbit and Lord Of The Rings books were written in the middle ages (I think maybe I got Middle Earth confused with middle ages)
I used to belive that fairytales were real stories that had happened and that one day someone would write about my life and then I would become fairytale character...
When I was young and started learning how to read I read a sign at the mall next to an escalator that said "Adults must accompany children at all times when riding" and theres was a picture with an adult holding a child's hand, but as a child my imagination was very wild and I thought "adult" said alligator and the picture was and alligator too so I told my mom that I couldn't go down the escalator with her until I found an Alligator. Of course that belief didn't last long when she dragged me on the escalator and I found that nothing bad happened to me even with no alligator.
I remember how my mum would read me stories, and I would always assume they were true. once, though my brother told me a scary story, and I couldn't sleep, so my mum told me that not all stories are true. I called her a liar for telling me made up stories.