One day in second grade everyone had to stand up and give a presentation about what nationality our family was. When it was my turn, I got up in front of the class and declared that I was half Irish and half Catholic. I had never even thought otherwise; it didn't make sense that I could be 100% Irish and 100% Catholic.
After noticing that my teacher could hardly contain her laughter throughout my presentation, I later asked my mom about it and learned that these were not mutually exclusive characteristics.
A childhood belief about i'm different
others believed things like this
- Until I was well along in years I always thought our family was Irish because my dads birthday was March 17th— Gladys
- When a "mean girl" in early grade school asked me if I was a virgin I answered "no I am catholic."— Hilary
- I used to believe that your belly button was what held your top half to your bottom half...— Debelouwho
- I used to think all people with green eyes were IrishAnon
- When i heard about Irish Bombers on the news during the 70s i used to think that planes were dropping bombs.— Moose
- I thought Marco Polo was Irish.
Mark O'Polo.— Claire Sparkes