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When I was a kid, I somehow got it into my head that a “scone” was a type of a fish, a shellfish . . . some type of fish. How I got this into my head? . . . I don’t know. Maybe I got scone crossed up with schooner and transposed fishing or the sea with it. It could have been from me looking in my mother’s cookbook while she baked and seeing it grouped amongst other topics - Scallop, Scampi, Scones, Seafood - in their order. I don’t know!
Anyway, I believed it as FACT. And it never got challenged - for whatever reason, it just never came up in conversation. If I had heard it said in a sentence spoken during the course of time, fish may have worked in place of scone in my head, so it never got challenged that way, either. It wasn’t till an episode of ‘Friends’ was on TV, one night some years ago, they were talking about scones and I said something about a scone being a fish and my wife looked at me and said, “WHAT?”. I argued with her that a scone wasn’t some sort of pastry bread, roll thing - IT’S A FISH!
Obviously, I was wrong - but I wouldn’t give in until we got out the dictionary and I saw the proof opposing my error. My face was RED! But you know, I still tried to justify why I thought a scone was a fish - much like I did here! And I’ll go one step further and admit that there’s some weird part of me that still wants to believe a scone is a fish!
That "This morning" was "The Smorning"
And "This afternoon" was "The Safternoon"
As a small child I believed that the word was "nakeup", finally I found out that it was actually "makeup".
I use to think people who were "chinese" were "chinnys"
So during kindergarden with the 3 little pigs, "Not by the hair of my chinny,chin,chin" I asked the teacher if the pigs were chinese."
Before I had started kindergarden, when it was saturday my parents were happy because it was "the weekend, baby" it was also what a dj would say on the radio, so i thought that the weekend was called "the weekend, baby"
Well, when i started school, we were learning the days of the week and when my teacher asked what the days saturday and sunday were called i answered with a smile and said expressively, like a song "Its the weekend BABY" i wondered why everyone laughed, and for the longest time "the weekend" seemed to plain of a word :P
I used to think loot bags were called loop bags.
When I was little, I thought "navy" meant dark, because "navy blue" was a dark shade of blue. I didn't know what the navy was. So one time, when trying to describe a sort of forest green color, I called it "navy green".
When my uncle (who I was describing the color to) corrected me, I tried to cover up by saying "I knew that, but navy *also* means dark, like Navy Blue." I thought he wouldn't know any better. :P
I thought for years that women carried "pock-a-books"... oops :-)
I used to think ambulance was pronounced alienbulance and that the people who worked in there and drove where aliens
when i was 5 my i spilled water all over my cousin she said,"You'll pay for this.'' I wasn't so smart the so i said, ''But i don't have any money.'' she still makes fun of me for it!
I don't know where it came from, but I do distinctly remember when I was about 7 or so that we must have a limited number of words to say in our life. That one day, I would run out of words. I kept quiet sometimes, so that I would not use my allocation of words too soon. Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut more, and not got into so much trouble!!
For 3 years (5-8) I spoke like I was in a book. like '"I'm going upstairs mom" she said quietly, walking down the hall." My mom has tapes of me doing it and it's soooooo funny. I just made my life into a book on tape.
When I was around five years old, my cousin who is one year older than me came to visit. We were putting on our gear so we could go play in the winter snow. He was putting on his hat, it was one of those hats like a cap with a little pom-pom on top. I asked him what he was doing and he said, "putting on my buttocks." For the longest time after that I thought that the type of hat with a pom-pom was called a buttocks, and referred to it that way.
I though my country is the center of the world,and ppl who spoke other laungages were thinking on my laungage(Croatian) but talking on English(for example).
I was so proud I can speak the same laungage I think with.
my husband believed, until recently, that the word "several" meant seven of something.
In kindergarten, my friend’s house number was 101, and I thought it was wrong for people to say it “one oh one”. I would say, “it’s not a letter O, it’s a zero! Shouldn’t you say ‘one zero one’?”
I used to think that every word meant something; I once asked my sister what “purple” meant, and she just said, “It doesn’t mean anything; it’s just the name of a colour.” On a similar note, I also thought that a word was a short form of saying whatever the definition was. Almost like the definition was the word in another language. Like, I thought that a single word could take the place of a small phrase. A random example would be this: saying “pop” was actually like saying the much longer phrase, “a fizzy, carbonated drink that comes in a variety of flavours.” I would be like, “wow, ‘pop’ means ALL that?” I hope this makes sense. I tried describing my thoughts as best I could.
One day when I was walking outside with my mom, we saw some dragonflies or something flying around and I asked her what they were. She said "Oh, just some type of fly." Later on when we saw them again I said "Look, Mama, it's a typafly!!" I thought that was the name of them- 'typa-fly'
i used to believe that the expression "know it like the back of my hand" was "know it like the back of my head," until my uncle asked me how well i knew the back of my head. i told him, not very well, and that i never did understand the expression.
I was certain that "earwigs" were basically toupees you wear on your ears.