language

I used to believe…

wen i was a lickle baby girl i thought that everyone spoke in different languages but they thought in English.

I used to believe…

As I child, I somehow got the idea that "bellow" meant manure. I began to find out otherwise when one time I baffled some people by saying, "Oops, I stepped in some cow bellow!"

I used to believe the word cigar was spelled like "sugar."

I used to believe…

One time we were in the library at school in 5th grade and we got a dictionary and were looking for the word 'penis'. We knew what it meant, but just because we were immature little 5th graders, you know. So anyway, the librarian comes over and says, "What are you guys looking up?" We all exchanged faces of horror and then all 5 of us said 5 different words starting with 'P' at the same time. The librarian looked at us and without a word, turned to the page with the definition of penis.

I used to believe…

My friend, who's nearly 13, recently exclaimed in a Latin lesson that she thought the ancient people (who actually spoke Latin as well as writing it) only wrote Latin but they spoke in English.

I thought people in other (non-Enligh speaking) countries were smarter than we English speakers, because they would think in English and then translate to say, Latvian, or whatever language they spoke, before saying it outloud.

I used to believe…

my brother thinks that every foreign language he hears is spanish

I used to believe…

When I was about 5 I was talking on the phone with my father - he to this day has somewhat of a dirty mouth - and apparently he used the word "f*ck" in a sentence and I'm not quite sure why but until I was about 10 or 11 I would SWEAR to you that it meant one of those red tin wagons. I think I even put it on my Christmas list one year to my mother's utter horror.

I used to believe…

one day at a family party me and my cousin were about 4 and we were sitting outside with our 14 year old cousin and in the yard across the street a boy about 11 or 12 came out and gave me and my other 4 year old cousin the finger. we asked our older cousin what it meant and he jokingly told us it meant the boy loved us. so we acted all flirtacious and went on about a week giving cute boys the finger until our mothers told us it meant something bad ...

I used to believe the number 3 was pronounced 'free'. In Kindergarten when we had to say the numbers out loud, I was like "One, two, free, four..." and my teacher told me otherwise.

I used to believe…

When I lived in Brasil I thought that everyone in the world spoke Portuguese and that all the TV shows were Brasilian... When i moved to the U.S. at 5 y.o., little did i know that 'Pica Pau' was really 'Woody The WoodPecker'... I was devastated to find out that he was a fraud...

I used to believe…

you u swear you will go to hell

I used to believe…

this is really a story, my moms friends youngest kid, she says dont cuss at moms friend when she says shoot.but one day,she saw a bee and said"go make honey,you damn bees!" XD

I used to belive that you could give "the finger" to anyone. One day my mom, my sister, and I were riding in the car, and I saw the boy who put a worm in my hair that day. I gave him the finger and my mom saw. I was so embarrest when I had to say that I didn't know it was bad.

I used to believe…

When I was about 7 the movie "Titanic" came out. My parents took me to go see and there's a scence where Leonardo DiCaprio is describing an encounter he had with a one-legged prostitue. Naive me didn't know what a prostitute was and just assumed it was a pretty lady. Later that day my parents and I were leaving from a diner and I said very loudly "Look mommy! I'm a one-legged prostitute!" as I hopped around on one leg. I thought I was being very clever so I said this quite loudly so everyone in the diner heard. My parents quickly told me to be quiet as they rushed me out of the diner.

I used to believe…

When I was about 4 I used to believe the very last number that you could count to was called 'tendy' (pronounced ten-dee), so whenever I got tired of counting I would just say 'tendy' and be finished.