language

I used to believe…

When I was young, I used to think that there was a universal language for soccer.

Ten years ago, my dad was watching a soccer match and I was watching it too.I didn't understand everythings but it was fun.A player was talking to a referee and I knew that not everyone where speaking French or English, so , I wondered witch language they were speaking.I guessed that they had a universal language for soccer.Then I asked to my dad and he looked at me with a curious look and he told me that they were speaking English and I was very suprised and I said to my dad that one day I will speak English too.

I used to believe…

When I was a kid, I didn't used to know what " give the finger " really is. My friend tricks me about that.
We were in classroom, and my friend showed me how to give the finger. He tolds me it was a good thing, and he asks me to do it in front of my teacher. I do it.
She punished me, and I was so confused that I told what happened to my parents. They explained what this really meant and I changed my friends.

I thought a "slut" was someone who would intentionally bother you.

I used to believe…

when i was a kid i thout that the word BELON was a expression to say that someone was dirty but one day i was with my parents and , when i was eating my dad told me " are u a BELON or what " and i asked him what this word meant so he told me that the name BELON was the last name of his neibors when he was a kid. He told me that his neibors were really nice but always dirty with stains on them and a dirty house

I used to believe there was a limit on the numbers you could count

I didn't get the saying "waste not, want not" meant, as I didn't know "want" could mean "lack" and only knew of it as in "desire", so I thought the saying meant "If you don't want stuff you won't be wasteful", which obviously doesn't make sense.

I used to believe…

When I was younger I believed people from other countries actually speak the same language as I, but it just sounds different because they are in a different country and my ears were not used to their version of the language.

I used to believe that “pervert” was another word for “shit.”

i used to belive that numbers have colors (i still do, actually) 1 is purple, 2 is yellow, 3 is red, and so on

I used to believe…

From the first six letters of this word, I thought that “megalomania” had something to do with megalodons.

I used to believe…

Due to influences of the word “$#!†”, I believed the word “sick” was a swear word.

I used to believe gibberish was a real language from a country from gibberland

I used to believe…

Up until I was like 14 or so, I thought that everyone thought in English, even if they spoke other languages. I just couldn't wrap my mind around the idea of thinking in another language.

I used to believe…

When I was young I used to believe that everybody on this planet was speaking the same language.
When I was five years old, I travelled in (La Réunion)(a french island) since everybody was speaking french I thought that french was the international language. Two month later I travelled to Paris and I asked someone what time was it and he didn't answer me. So I was surprised. And i thought he was being rude. After this I travelled to Portugal and before the travel my mom told me that Portuguesse people was speaking another language. I was speachless.

I used to believe…

This is something my brother thought: when we were kids we once went on this camping trip to a lake with dad. At one point we saw this presentation about the history of the lake, and the person giving the presentation mentioned how the Native American tribe that once lived there had shamans that could put a curse on someone "through powers of suggestion". The next morning, I remember my brother was talking to my dad about it and he asked how you could put a curse on someone by "considering (???) something".

I used to believe…

When I was in 3rd grade, we had this spelling test. One of the words we had was "beach" which I misspelled it as "bech". Shortly after turning it in, I started freaking out, since I thought "bech" might be how you spell "bitch" (as I'd only ever heard it that word out loud), and thus I spent most of the day terrified that I'd get in trouble for writing a swear word on my test.