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When I was little and learnign to read, I used to believe that chaos was pronounced "Chaa-Ose."
From the time I first learned to read until perhaps the fourth grade I thought if you parked your car illegally it would be blown up, because that's what the sign said:
When my mom and I drove to a local Wal-Mart she said if I went in with her I would get a free lolly-pop. She had to make a deposit to the bank in there and they usually gave littler kids lolly-pops. I was in fact a little kind and I was just learning to read. On the outside ity said "Low Prices." For the longest time I thought it said lolly-pops, but they didn't know how to spell. I never did get my lolly in the end.
As a little girl I had a favorite book about a dog who was left alone in a house while his family was away for vacation. In the story the dog is sad and cries because he has been left behind. I would cry everytime my Great Grandpa read the book to me. I would have him read it every day hoping the dog would get to go with his family and then when the book didnt change I would cry.
I thought the book "Ramona Quimby, Age 8" was only for kids eight years old and up. I was highly offended by the ageism.
since i was about eight or nine, whenever i'd look at the door entering the parking lot of my apartment, i read ELETRIC CAUTION DOOR( it was a circle shaped sticker that was glued onto that door, and it said those words in that exact order)
i didn't realize that it was CAUTION ELECTRIC DOOR, until my dad pointed that out
Whenever we travelled to the States, I thought that "Exxon" (like on the gas station signs) was how Americans spelled "Esso," which made me believe that Americans spoke a different language than Canadians.
When I first started learning to read I was convinced that vowels were called barnacles.
I once was at a friend's house and we were going to go to the grocery store. So we were perusing the ads and reading the big deals on food for the day. It was that day when I first realized that meat was not sold in units known as "libs", as my friend's father calmly explained to me. In fact, "lbs." was short for pounds (and I still don't understand why).
Every day my Grandma would sit down with the Bible and my Mom, Grandpa and I would sit around her on the floor. She was older and when she looked down to read it looked like she would close her eyes, so I always thought you had to close your eyes when you read.
When I was first learning how to read, those Johnson & Johnson Baby Shampoo commercials used to be on all the time. At the end of it where it says, "No more tears!" I used to read it and think it was "No more tears!" like the tear you get in a piece of paper.
When I was in kindergarden when I just learned how to read, I always stared at the Union bank trucks.I believed that union was pronounced 'onion.' When I asked my mother why they had a bank where they used onions for money, she told me it was pronounces YOUn-ee-un, and I learned a lesson in language. =)
My dad is in the Navy and my family goes to the Navel Base a lot. When I just learned how to read, I always thought to myself that we were going to the 'belly-button' base, =)
I used to believe that when an author's name on a book cover was in bigger letters than the title of the book itself, it was meant for adults. If the title was bigger than the author, it was a children's book. I got this belief by comparing my parents' books to my own.
When I was 4 or 5, I learned how to read. But when you learn how to read, you always speak out loud so that your teacher or parent can help you along. I thought it was a group activity. So one evening at home, I was on the floor reading some children's book aloud, and my older sister got annoyed with me and said, "Andrew, be quiet and read in your head!"
I tried a page not saying anything but still taking in the words, and was amazed when I could do it! It suddenly dawned on me that I could enjoy the imaginary worlds in books in private, and this was an amazingly powerful ability.
When I was little I used to believe that cursive was read in a British accent and print was read in an American accent. I have no idea where this one came from.
I used to believe that words had faces
I began reading the Harry Potter series when I was 10 and, according to the books, you get your letter to Hogwarts on your 11th birthday. I was completely convinced these books were real and cried for hours on my 11th birthday when no letter of acceptence to this magical school came.
I used to read Highlights magizine and there would be drawing contests. There was a section for the winners and a section for the honorable mentions. For the longest time I thought this said horrible mention and felt embarassed for the kids with the horrible drawings.
In the Chrismas season you see "Season's Greetings" on cards, etc. I asked my mom, "Who is this guy, Season's?"