My father's name is Olav, and when I started reading I confused it with "oval" - and my Dad is not skinny, so it took me a few years to understand that I misspelled his name...
A childhood belief about names
others believed things like this
- I used to be really confused about the whereabouts of God.
On account of: "Our Father who Aren't in Heaven".— Tania Bradshaw - I never did understand why it was "Our Father, who aren't in heaven".— Edith
- I used to think that eggs were made in a factory. The oval shell made them fit perfectly in the egg cartons.— Sherry
- I used to believe that the "booger man" was a tall skinny guy that was covered in boogersAnon
- My mother, the good Catholic, thought that Jesus, being a string bean (supreme being) was really skinny.— Mark D
- I use to believe that I could understand what my cat was thinking/saying. So I translated for about 2 years.— Cat Speaker