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When I was very little, I used to believe that letters were words. I would constantly ask "How do you spell B??" And would get very frustrated whenever anyone told me that you spelled it "B".
When I was learning the alphabet, I wanted to know how to "spell" the letters. My dad would tell me "this is the letter 'A'", and I would say "Okay. How do you spell that?" We both got very frustrated as he tried to explain that you can't spell letters, and I told him they didn't count then.
I used to think that honey was spelled Hunny like the way Winnie the Pooh spelled it. Unfortunately I lost the spelling bee because of it.
Not long after when I first learnt to write, I believed that because I was left handed, and everyone else used their opposite hand, that I had to write the opposite way (all my letters were backwards, and I wrote right to left across the page)
Apparently I would hand in my work written backwards, and when the teacher failed to understand what on earth it said, I would happily read it out as if it were normal.
I used to believe as a child that a Communist and a Columnist were closely related, even one and the same.
When I was about four years old, I remember exclaiming to my mother that I could spell my first word. Excitedly I told her "I can spell relief... R O L A I D S." (from a popular TV ad at the time)
My mother was so amused by this that she didn't bother correcting me. I continued to demonstrate my feat to other relatives until I finally found someone willing to end my blissful ignorance.
I thought "undertow" was spelled "undertoe," because it's under your toes...
I learned the truth at a spelling bee. Good thing it was the guy next to me who got that word, and not me!
I have always been a notoriously bad speller even though I was a straight A honors kid (which was pretty hard to pull off before the days of spell checker.) I would have to rely on people helping me to spell but there was one word that frustrated me. I would ask a million times if "title" had two 't's" in it and everyone would say yes. Yet whenever I wrote "tiTTle" I would be marked down for spelling.
For the most part, I was always a good speller, but I refused to believe that "etalics" was spelled with an I instead of an E. I got in an argument with my mom about that.
my mom used to say you spell Mississippi M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter i-crooked letter-crooked letter-i-hump back-hump back-i so when i wrote it in school it was really long and my teacher would tell me and i told her to shut up because my mommy was smarter than her so she called my mom to pick me up for yelling at her and stuff and i said mommy my teacher doesn't know how to spell Mississippi and she finally told me "crooked letter" meant s and "humpback" was p yep i was looking pretty stupid
For some reason I thought the "elapsed time" said "applaused time" because people applauded about how fast it was!
When I was just learning the alphabet, I thought there was an actual way to spell every letter in the alphabet. For example I though "X" was actually spelled ex.
Before entering kindergarten, I had learned the alphabet slightly wrong. I understood it to be NOQPRS, thinking that the Q was similiar to the O with a tail and the R was similiar to the P, with the same tail. When I learned the proper way, I thought they had some national meeting to permanently change it from OQPR to OPQR and thought it was so cool that it happened in my life time.
I always used to spell cheese 'Cheeze' a-la Cheeze Whiz. I didn't find out I was spelling it incorrectly until I was about 20 and working at a grocery store.
I used to think the Pulitzer Prize was the "pull it, surprise!" and I always wondered what happened that it was so surprising when you pulled this thing, and why people wanted it.
When I was about 4, my friend and I thought that writing in cursive was just writing a letter and then putting a big squiggle behind it, and then putting the next letter with a big squiggle, etc..
"car" in our cursive would be
C~~~ a~~~~ r~~~~~
We didn't figure out what cursive actually was until 3 years later...ooops
one day when i was little i drew out the alphabet and i made a story about who loved who. For example a and b loved each other and c and loved each other. Mr C and Mrs D to be exact. Mrs I. and Mrs. K were both in love with Mr. J though. Uh Oh..
At my elementary school we routinely sang "O Columbia, the gem of the ocean." I heard this as "Columbia, the jam of the ocean." I understood this to mean that America had got in Columbus' way when he tried to get to India. Sort of like a traffic jam.
Up until I was 10 or 11, I thought the word anonymous was 'annoymous'.
When I was in middle school I had to write a paper for English. I remember my mom proof read it and looked at me confused and asked me to clarify by the phrase "I ran next store to borrow bread". I guess each time people would say "next door" I heard "next store". I remember arguing with her about it because I knew I was RIGHT!
It was a harsh reality that day!