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my dad's name is William Gene and my brother name is William S. So everybody called my dad Gene so you can imagine me as a child being very confused because I thought my dad's name was DAD not Gene. when people called the house and would say "Yes is Gene there"? I would say "NO"! Come to think of it my poor dad missed alot of important calls when I was small lol.
When I was very, very young I thought that when you grew up you were given an "adult name." I spent a long time wondering what name I would be given (Elizabeth sounded so childish) and was actually a bit afraid of getting a scary adult one like my mother's (Harriet).
I eventually worked up the courage to ask my mother about it. Her reply boggled my mind.
I used to believe that only one person could have each name, and so I was the only Rachel in the world. Then one day we were at McDonalds and I overheard a lady calling her daughter Rachel. I was heartbroken.
When I was about... 7 or 8 I wanted to be a cartoonist. So I made a cartoon with monsters in it and I called them the "Its" cause their names where Kits, Bits, Rits, Dits, and yes, even Tits. Tits was a boy.
Momma didn't like him.
I also learned what Tits where.
The boy in my class named "Sahand" must have a sister named "Safoot".
I used to believe that the rapper Eminem's name was spelled M&M and anyone named Juan was spelled one.
When i was at playschool, everyone used to call me 'Lizzie' and i never knew why, but for some starnge reason i used to think they called me Lizzie, as i had a freckle on my knee!!
I used to think that my family was in the witness protection program because my brother and my names were so boring (Nicholas and Amanda).
This was a few years ago, but.. anyway. My niece had just come home from pre-school and was telling myself and my mom about her friend "rizzerbeff". My mom and I were completely stumped. WE thought her friend's name was "Lizard Breath". "Rrrriiiizzzzzzzzerbefffffff" my niece said, slowly, so maybe we'd catch on. All the while, my dad was chuckling as he was listening. He leans down "sam, was her name Elizabeth?" and my niece immidiatly starts nodding "yeah papa, rizzerbeff". We still laugh whe we talk about that, only my niece gets kinda mad....oh well..:P
I used to believe that my middle name was Goofy, even though it's actually Margaret.
When I was little my sister used to love Mary-Kate and Ashley. But for some reason I always thought it was Mary, Kate, and Ashley, three people. And it didn't help when they came out with the mystery books and movies, because they always had that dog, Clue with them so I thought the dog was Mary.
i 8sed to believe to believe that lesibians were normal people with silly names i used to believe my mum was one as she was called Gurtrude
I used to believe that everyone had my last name and only their first names were different.
I also believed that when I got old, I would develop the same foreign accents that my grandparents had.
I used to have a friend named Jose, I thought that his name was spelled as Hosey
I used to have a Mexican friend named Jorge. I swear that his friends would call him "Whore Hey."
I used to believe that my name meant tongue. strange? I think so
i was totally shocked when i heard some kids saying "nanny,nanny poo,poo you can not catch me". i was like "how do they know my name and why do they want me to catch them,i have never ever seen them before?"i then started yelling at them thinking that they were teasing me.now some people call me poopi instead of nainie.
When I was little I used to think that Charity was a woman who wanted everything for herself. I always thought it was weird that people kept giving things away to Charity when she already had all this stuff!
My gradma has a sister named Bernice, who is called Bunny for short. As a child, I did not understand that Bunny could be a name. I thought it must have something to do with rabbits. Until the day I learned that Aunt Bunny had been married three times. I proudly exclaimed to her: "Now I know why you're called Bunny! You hop from man to man!"
My brothers middle name is Agustine, but when he was about 7 or 8, he used to think it was "Adjusted" So people would ask, "What's your middle name?" and he would say "Adjusted!" Such a strage child...
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