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I used to think that marshmallows were called "Tartamos" and one day my parents opened the cabinet and i saw them an said "Tartamos" and my parent's said what? A few days later they found out what i was talking about.
When I was little, I used to sleep in my Mom's room -- that is, the master bedroom. The door to the master bedroom was actually in the living room, so activity taking place in the living room and kitchen area could easily be heard from the master bedroom, but speech always sounded very muffled. When I was very little, probably about preschool age, I can remember waking up in my Mom's bed after my Mom and sisters were already awake, hearing their muffled conversation through the door, and concluding that my family spoke a different language in the morning -- but they only used it when I wasn't around. I'd often sit up in bed and listen to their strange "language," trying to decipher words and figure out what they meant,
I used to believe that the opposite of “impressed” is “pressed.”
I used to believe that "lbs" was pronounced a bit like "libs."
I used to believe that "Meningococcal" was pronounced "Ninja cockel."
When I was really little, I used to think that "Kentucky Fried Chicken" was said "Chucky Chy Chicken".
My mom still jokingly calls it that sometimes XD
I used to think that Cirque Du Soleil was spanish because when I was younger, I heard it as "Circtus. Olay!"
I used to think volleyball was actually called "ball-y ball"
At the end of Sesame street when they say "brought to you by the letter so and so" I thought "brought to you" was all one word spelled "broqued."
This one is not mine, it's my oldest daughter's... When she was about two, we were driving somewhere (I think I was taking her to the McDonald's for a treat), and she was very excited, and kept saying, "Look for it, Mommy, look hard...", to which I told her I was looking hard, and asked her if she was looking, and she said yes, but she didn't see the McDonald's. I told her that we would see it soon, and told her, "Keep your eyes peeled, and you'll find it," to which she replied, "But Mommy, I DON'T WANT to peel my eyes! That would hurt reawwy bad!" I laughed so hard I nearly had to pull the car over.
I used to believe the word "isolated" meant "maybe". This was due to the weather reports on the news saying isolated showers, and my parents saying that meant maybe it would rain and maybe it wouldn't.
As an African from an English colony,I used to believe that all white people spoke English.Really.So when I saw a white person,I would say,"there goes another 'England man'"
I never imagined I would grow up speaking English far more better than millions of white people.
I used to believe that anyone speaking a foreign language translated it into english in their head
I used to believe the word 'lack' meant lots of something. I'd say things like "we sure have a lack of pepsi here!", and adults thought I had learned sarcasm.
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 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.
when i was little i used to think bumble bee was actually pronounced bumbow bee
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.
Me and my friend asked her little brother if he knew was gay meant, and he said "yeah, it means like happy."
It was cute.
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.