language

I really used to believe that languages had barriers,physical barriers and you were prevented from crossing from one language to the other unless you had some kind of a permit or visa

I used to believe…

This one is not me,but someone else who was not at all literate in the French language.He went to a city where French was spoken.He was trying to inquire about ownership of certain fixed assets.But the answer he got from passers by was always,"je ne sais pas" (I don't know).
He concluded that Mr. "je ne sais pas" must be the wealthiest man ever.He owned everything from cars to hotels to to every home he saw.
He really used to believe that.

I used to believe that the phrase "the whole kit and caboodle" was "the whole kitten caboodle". Based on that, I thoought that "caboodle" must mean a litter of kittens, especially a large one. Like if a mother cat had, say, eight kittens in a single litter, it might be said that she really had quite a caboodle of kittens.

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My son who is 5 thinks that any other language other than english is spanish, i was getting a peticure and the lady who was giving it to me was speaking chinese, my son loudly advised me that the lady is speaking spanish. She asked him how old he was and he looks at me and said can you tell that lady i do not know spanish. But to impress her he started counting to 10 in spanish lol.

I used to think the heimlich manoeuvre was called the heimlich remover. I did not know until about a year ago (when i was 25!) that it was the manoeuvre, my boyfriend still makes fun of me for it.

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When I was about seven years old, I found out that the word 'bitch' was the name for a female dog.
Then one day, when I was playing outside with my big brother and his friends, one of them came up to me and said 'Sophie, do you know what a male dog is called?'
I said 'B***ard' and they all laughed at me and called me stupid.

I ran home crying and to this day I've not told my family what happened.

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My mother is from London and she always used to say 'maswell,' as in 'yeah, we maswell do that.' I never really thought about it until it came to my GCSE English Lit exam and I could not figure out how to spell it. She said it again a few days later and I questioned her over it. Turns out 'maswell' is actually her version of may as well. I have no idea why I didn't work it out earlier.

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Until recently I thought that a minge was a weird sort of cake...
(I have no idea why)
My brother was helping me create an email address and I said go away and I'll do it myself, I thought of the perfect one, Eat My Minge, I thought it was brilliant and when I went to add my brother he ran into my room and asked if that was me, he looked angry and I just replied "No". He asked me who it was and I said it was a friend of mine. He asked me if I knew what it meant and I said I did but I wouldn't tell him. (I was so pannicked that it might be something really bad) I googled it and to my horror I found out it was slang for Vagina.

I used to believe…

Whenever I went to the department store with my mom and saw the heading "lingerie" I thought you pronounced it leangeree. So when I found some fancy undergarments in my moms drawers I asked her why she had leangeree and if it was for a fancy dance. I don't think she ever knew what I was talking about...

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My husbands family went out to eat as a family when he was young to "Chilies." Well if you look at their sign the "l" kind of curls into the first "i" and makes it look like a "J". So my husbands siblings convinced him that Chilies was really Chijies, pronounced Chejees. He called it Chejees until he was 18, but now the whole family calls it that just to make fun of him... guilty as charged!

I used to believe…

First off, My name is Brian, and when my mom would write my name, I always thought the "a" was a captial "Q". So for my first few years of spelling, I would write BRIQN. And everybody though it was just a lower-case "a".
And at the time, my dad worked at a local Imo's, so my picture of my name is still hanging on the wall, for all to see.

I used to believe…

When I was in 6th grade, learning about "organisms", every time I read out loud to my class, I would switch the word "organism" with the word "orgasm". I always knew it had some kind of sexual meaning but I was never really certain what it meant, so I did it to make it awkward for my teacher and classmates.

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I used to think LMAO meant lama or lame with an o at the end.

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When I was about 11, I heard or saw the phrase "jerk off" somewhere. I didn't know what it really meant, so I deducted that it meant to fool around or goof off. So my older cousin took me to the mall one day, and I at the time hated shopping, so I said to her, loudly, "Let's go jerk off in the arcade!!"
Yeah, it was pretty shortly that I learned what "jerk off" really meant. I cringe now thinking of how many times I said that without knowing that I was suggested that me and my friends go masturbate.

I used to believe…

when i was at the age of 6 or so, i went to kids church (kinda like sunday school) and the conversation for that day was not to say Gods name in vein. well it was obviously clear that i didnt know what vein meant... at that point i thought it meant we were never to say it or it would be bad... so when we were at the dinner table saying our prayers my dad ended it with "in Jesus name i pray" and i stopped him abruptly and said "Dont say that! Its a bad word!" he stared at me with a confused look. soon my mom corrected me that its okay to say it but not as a swear word. im teased to this day and i can tell u right now i never say his name in vien :D

I used to think our lawn mower was called a "lawn lower". This made sense because it made the grass lower. When I found out I was wrong I still thought my way made more sense because I didn't think "mower" was even a real word. By the time I was 8 I finally got it right.