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When I was young I thought that people from foreign countries that spoke a different language still thought in English.
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At middle school, I was convinced that "destitute" meant a male prostitute.
After reading somewhere that "he was destitute...."
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When sitting in the car one day, my sister complained about the meanings of so many words changing to mean something bad. When asked what she meant, she thought that 'lesbians' used to be what the little imps in Ireland were called!
i used to think that if i just said random sounds of letters to make jubberish words that i was speaking spanish. i went up to a spanish lady one time and started talking like that, thinking she would understand me, and she gave me a strange look and walked away. i thought she didnt like what i said!
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Once when I was about 10 I called my Dad a "stupid dildo" without knowing what the word meant. I don't know where I'd heart it but I thought it was just a variation on "dumbo". A classic middle-class English parent, Dad just said something like, "Be careful of the words you use," without actually saying it was rude or explaining what it meant.
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When I was four or five and just starting to read I was very confused by the small print on packets of toilet paper. I read "2-ply" and thought this was actually a list of instructions, of which point 2 was "play". The fact that the "instructions" didn't say what you should play with, and that there was no number 1 (as it were) in the "list", didn't stop me from holding this belief for some time, to the frustration of my Dad who attempted several times without success to explain to me what "ply" meant.
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As a kid in the 70s and 80s I amassed a large number of annuals, or bumper comic (book) hardbacks which came out to coincide with the school holidays. Some of these had a "serious" feature designed to give you an idea for something to do apart from read comics, and although I generally ignored these, one, headlined "Youth-Hostelling", intrigued me for a long time. I didn't know what the term meant, but instead of finding out (or reading the feature) I tried to work it out by myself, concluding that it actually said "Youth House Stealing", and that the article warned against getting involved with large gangs of young criminals who stole houses.
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when i young my sisters thought it would be funny to teach me my own language, they suceeded in this and by the time i was old enough to go to school i spoke in gibberish and had 2years of speech therapy, i believed this was normal.........
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My aunts and uncles used to find it hilarious that I assumed because I had grew up in Ireland that I spoke Irish. So at family parties or just in front of their mates they would ask me to "speak English" at which point I would launch into gibberish, their laughter only convinced me that I was gettting better at it!
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I remember my mom saying it must be in their genes. I heard it as jeans and wondered what could possibly be in those jeans.
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Like many a man from northern Ireland, my dad's language can frequently be described as "colourful". My nan, being from the republic, was more genteel, so when she cut herself whilst making dinner she just said "oh dear!"
"No nan," piped up her golden-haired, 5 year-old grandson (me), "you don't say 'oh dear' you say Jesus f'n wept!"
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when my friend and me were in fourth grade, she said that if u did the middle finger and touched it to something, like for example a pencil, then if u touched that pencil u would be cursed and get cooties or something like that. on the bus once i "accidentally" gave the middle finger and touched it to the front of the seat in front of us. for the rest of the ride, we sat indian style on the seat, desperately trying not to touch the seat in front of us
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My parents used to make me (and still want me) to say "butter" instead of butt.
My babysitter used to make her kids say "shoot a bunny" instead of fart, and my parents adopted that phrase for my sister and I a while, until they realized it might not be such a good thing for vegetarians to say.
In kindergarten, I used to point with my middle finger, but my teacher told me to stop. I asked why, but I don't think she ever told me.
I used to think that Popeyes was spelt Pope Yes and I never understood that Pop Eyes and Pope Yes were the same restaurant and I was like "Can we go to Pope Yes?"
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I used to believe that if I spoke with whatever accent a language was in, I was speaking that language...
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A long time ago, my friend had a different meaning for the word "gay".
So, one day, we were driving in the car (his dad was driving and his older brother-who was about 16-was in the passenger seat) and my friend said "hey dad, I'm gay!"
He was about 6 years old at the time and since then everyone still teases him about it.
I use to think that there was some secret code to translate english into a different language so for the first semester of my spanish class i sat there wondereing when the teacher would teach us the code
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in the alphabet song, i use to think that l-m-n-o was all one letter, it wasn'r til 1st grade that i learned it was 4 seperate letters..lol
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I used to say " The ghost is clear!" Instead of "The coast is clear"
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In Brazil the word "twins" is gemeos, same word for horoscope too. I saw in the newspaper I was gemeos and argue with my mom what she made with my other brother.