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I thought when someone was described as being "mild-mannered" it meant they didn't have very good manners
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I used to be afraid that when I have a kid I won't be able to teach it how to speak English and it would just grow up never knowing how to speak.
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I used to think artistic meant autistic. I would always get angry when someone complemented my brothers drawings in our room.
I lived in Spain when I was young and went to an international school. Every day at lunch we had to say grace which began with 'Let us Pray' and there was always a plate of salad in front of us. One day I was sent home from school because I refused to say the words for the lettuces (Letuspray...lettuces)....
when i was around 6 I was at school
when it was recess me and my friends were playing with a little rubber octopus.
i stretched out the tentacle's and one broke off
and so i yelled "oh shoot i broke off one of its testicles!"
I meant to say tentacle.
i had no idea what a testicle was .
I Felt so embarrassed after my teachers reaction.
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I used to believe that stereotypes were people who used steroids.
I've been deaf all my life. When I was little, I used to feel sorry for people who couldn't speak sign language and had to communicate by moving their mouths into funny shapes. I thought there was something wrong with their hands.
When I was little in the early 60's we lived in an area that was nearly all white.Back then the Politically Correct thing to call black people was "Negros".The first time I heard that term I got a weird image of a person who had knees growing all over them ( as in "knee grows").I thought it was a weird disability of some sort.
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I used to think that weasel was short for wooden easel, and was confused as to why someone would be called a piece of art equipment as an insult.
As a young boy, I became possessed of the belief that every person had a hard limit of 3,000 or so on how many times he could use each word. There was a time when I found my communicative faculties greatly diminished by an unwillingness to waste unnecessary uses of "yes" or "no" on what I considered to be trivial matters.
I thought the phrase "make ends meet" was "make ends meat." I thought it was some particular kind of meat or a dish made with this meat that people who were poor or having difficulties would prepare.
I thought the word economical was actually two words: eek and omical.
For years I heard the expression "black as the ace of spades" as "black as the ace of SPACE!" I finally learnt the truth when we were sat down at dinner and I challenged my Dad with "how do you know, have you ever been there?" when he said the aforementioned expression!
I once developed this belief that you only got a certain number of words in your lifetime. I got very worried I was using them all up at a very young age, and I wouldn't have any left when I was older, so I would be mute. It made sense- everyone was always telling me to be quiet! I decided to try and save them, so I wouldn't talk for a week, until I promptly forgot about it and went back to my normal mouthy self.
I began reading very early, and so I knew a lot of words at a young age. However, I had only seen them written; I had never heard them spoken. So from age four to about age 10, I belived that the word "procedure" was pronounced "pro-DUCK-shure". When I heard the word "procedure' spoken by a teacher or something, I thought it was a completely different word! My dad finally enlightened me in fifth grade.
I used to think that the phrase "It's a dog eat dog world'' was its a dogey dog world.
For years, until I was about ten or eleven I believed that when people were saying 'round of applause' they were really saying 'round of the plors' and I imagined little aliens called plors walking round in a circle and clapping.
I was maybe, twelve, and was a bit confused at the disticntion between the words "discreet" and "secrete". I made a speech about spies or something like that for a "What You Want to Be When You Grow Up" type project. NOBODY EVER TOLD ME. It took me until I was fifteen to realize that spies do not ooze everywhere.
I used to think that when people say "bless you" after you sneeze they were saying "bleshoo". I believed this for a very long time and I had no idea what it meant but I always said it when someone sneezed just to be polite. :-)
I always thought that if someone was said to be 'outspoken' that it meant that they were out-spoken, in the same sense as someone can be out-done; that they couldn't get a word in edge ways cos everyone would 'out-speak' them.
I used to believe when people said they had to make "ends meet" that they were really saying "ends meat" like it was some sort of meal.