ON my first day of primary school, i came home having learnt many interesting things. My teacher had a big poster that said "Everyone Smiles in the Same Language" I thought that this meant that there were many different kinds of smiling, not just the happy one that i knew. I figured that there were different ways of smiling to show each emotion, and that anyone in the world could understand them. I went home and announced to the family (we're Welsh and my grandparents, who lived with us, didn't believe in english in the home) that we could cut down on noise and everyone would understand each other if we all just used "smilese"
A childhood belief about foreign languages
others believed things like this
- I believed that everytime I kissed my David Cassidy poster he'd feel it back home in Hollywood.— Marie M
- I used to believe that England was shaped like a Sewing Machine Box, Germany was a Smiling Sun. Anon
- I used to believe in my imaginary friend dooodle.
Doodle was a stickperson and was always smiling.— Samantha - I thought pretending I was sick to stay home from school was called cookie not hookie.— Jen
- I used to think that when i went home from school everyone else ceased to exist.Anon
- I used to belief sloths lived in trees outside my childhood home. My older sister told me so.Anon