A childhood belief about wars

When I was four years old there was a great deal in the news about Cuba and about guerilla warfare and guerilla troops and guerilla tactics. To my backwoods, mountain-bred (Ouachita Mountains, on the Arkansas/Oklahoma state line) ears, this sounded like gorilla warfare, gorilla troops, etc. I listened, silently wondering for months how they were able to train the apes to use machine guns and machetes. Imagine my dismay when I finally asked my mother how the training was accomplished and the difference in gorilla and guerilla was explained to me.

It was years before I got over the embarrassment felt when my assumption came to light, (truthfully, it still niggles at me more than a bit.)

To end on a lighter note... although I am now 46 and cognizant of the difference in a guerilla and a gorilla, I still picture the ape when I hear the fighter described.