This is for my oldest sister. Our family went out to eat to an Italian restaurant and, while reading the menu, she asked my mother what "Lensquata" was. It turns out it was Lasagna, she misinterpreted the cursive writing. It was pretty sad since she wasn't a child when she said that.
A childhood belief about reading
others believed things like this
- When I was little - before we learned cursive - my sister and I called it 'real writing'. — Monty
- I used to believe that when people wrote in cursive, they were writing in Spanish.— Ellen
- i used to believe that cursive writing was a secret language that only grown-ups could understand.— nicole
- Growing up, I thought that my family that spoke Yiddish were speaking in cursive.Anon
- I used to think that i was the oldest kid of my family because my birthday came first— The youngest of kids
- My oldest sister is 15 years my senior. I used to think that she was older than my mom.— Callie