A childhood belief about birds

When I was really little, geese would sometimes fly by my house. They were very loud and only flew at like, 6 in the morning, so everyone would wake up and watch them. I would always point out the window and say, "look at the gooses!" and my mother would correct me, "not gooses, a goose and some geese". When I went to school a while later and the teacher read a story about a goose, I raised my hand and told her, "it's not a goose, it's a goose and some geese."