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As a child, I was always confused seeing anywhere "SOS" (Save Our Souls) sign, because in my language "sos" means "sauce" - I remember I often asked my mom, why the hell the sauces are so popular on the ships since they mention so often about it!
One of my brothers thought that everybody thought in English and that people who spoke different languages had to translate the words in thier heads and spoke in a different language because it sounded "cool."
I used to believe that everybody thought in English but it just came out differant.
When I was young I used to be amazed when I watched news programmes where someone was being interviewed and you could see dozens of microphones shoved in their face. I thought that each microphone automatically translated the speakers words into a different language so that everyone in the world would be able to understand it!
I used to believe that cursive handwriting was French. After all, the French are so sophisticated, and it made sense that their writing would look fancier than plain American (print) writing. However, when I finally learned how to read cursive, I was disappointed that the words weren't different.
I used to think that people that spoke different languages just made up jibberish as they went along in a converstion.
I used to think that one letter in English ment one letter in another language. So I thought that "A" would be "h" in French or something like that. I was so stupid!
I used to think that people speaking another language were really just speaking English with a really strong accent. I was convinced that I could speak those languages too by mimicking their "accent."
When I was 4 or 5 years old, I believed that all black people could speak Spanish.
I grew up in Estonia, speaking Estonian. When I was nine, my dad moved to Sweden and after about 6 months me, sister and mum went to visit him. I knew that in Sweden people spoke Swedish, so I was convinced that once we'd get off the boat in Sweden and met dad we would all speak Swedish to each other and understand it perfectly. And when we returned to Estonia we would speak Estonian again... When we actually arrived I was very confused as to why we still spoke Estonian and, worse, why I couldn't understand what other ppl around me were saying....
When I was about five or six, I used to think that everybody saw and heard the world completely differently. For instance, one person might look at everybody else and see a bunch of green monsters, another person might listen to a conversation and hear it as a series of high-pitched squeals.
I was so disturbed by this theory, which seemed unassailable by any logical argument, that I would lay awake at night dreading that I might someday accidentally see things as someone else saw them, and abruptly find myself surrounded by awful noises and monsters.
Oddly enough, I was cured of my terrors when I finally grasped the concept of foreign languages. If it was possible to completely misunderstand what another person was talking about, then maybe perception didn't take place entirely in our brains after all. What a relief! :)
When I was little, I used to believe that people who spoke foreign languages would think in English. So before they said something they would translate it from English to whatever language they were speaking. Also, when someone was talking to them, they had to translate what they were saying from that language to English. I still find myself thinking that every once in a while but then I quickly correct myself. :-)
when i was little i thought everyone spoke the same language so when i heard people speaking different lanuguages i thought they were speaking gibberish so i joined in with words like "uggabugga" and "soupada".
i used to think that all foreign people were actually english people, but that their government had come up with a secret code for everyone to speak so that we couldnt understand them
I heard my mum talking about foreign people, and I later asked, "have you ever been to Foreign?"
I speak French and my sweet little sister, always trying to impress me, announced proudly that she could also speak French and spoke for the rest of the day in English but with an outrageous French accent, insisting that this was proof she was fluent.
My early childhood was spent in Latin America. We moved to the US when I was 5. There I befriended a newly arrived Chinese girl who didn't speak English yet. My parents wondered how we communicated, and I said we just spoke Spanish. I honestly thought that if you don't speak English, you speak Spanish. There's probably some poor Chinese girl out there right now that's speaking Spanish thinking its English.
i used to ask my mom how people laughed in diferent languages!
When I was young and I first heard about Tina Turner, I thought her name was Tina TrØnder. A Trønder is a person who lives in the middel of Norway, and since I'm norvegian it made perfect sence to me... My brother is still mocking me for beliving in that...
For a while I believed that French version of "Are you Sleeping" was a giant government conspiracy, and that they were trying to cover up secrets by singing a song in French that nobody would understand.