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when i was 4 my 6 year old brother told me that sticking up the middle finger meant "im sorry"
later that day i was caught being naughty, so to make amends, i proudly flipped my mom the bird!
There's a Peanuts movie called Bon Voyage, Charlie Brown (and Don't Come Back!) that I watched a lot when I was younger. At one part in the movie, Snoopy is driving a car and the car gets rear-ended. The drivers of the other cars start yelling at him, and as Marcie is saying stuff to them in French--as the characters were in France in this movie--Snoopy is making all sorts of hand gestures at them, including swiping under his chin. When I was a kid, I had no idea what that meant, and just thought he was being funny. I even did that to someone in fifth grade at lunch, and was surprised when he got all outraged and told the lunch lady what I'd done. Years later, I learned that what I'd done was the Italian equivalent of raising the middle finger. Whoops.
Whenever i would talk on the phone, i thought if you said a bad word, the telephone would beep it out, i was talking to my mom (i was only about 6) and i had said shit and i thought it had beeped it out, it did not......
When I was in second or third grade, my parents were visiting a friend, and I got into a conversation with their boy, who was the same age as me, about rhymes. So we made up this game where we'd take a word, and then go through all the consonants of the alphabet, and determine whether or not there was such a word. One word that we decided to play with was 'luck'. We started through the alphabet saying, "There's such a word as 'buck', there's no such word as 'cuck', there's such a word as 'duck, there's no such word as 'fuck', there's no such word as 'guck', etc. Neither of us had never heard the word 'fuck' before, since our parents never used it. When we got to 'puck', we said there was no such word also, since neither or us had ever heard of hockey. We thought this little game was rather silly, so we kept it to ourselves because we didn't want our parents to think we were too silly. A year or two later, our family moved to California, and a new friend of mine introduced me to the word 'fuck', with fair warning that it was a nasty word. Shortly after that, I saw the word spray-painted on the side of a building, and I said, "That's a nasty word." I told my parents later on how I found out it was a nasty word.
When my little cousin was two, she was the cutest, most innocent-looking child you had ever seen. She was tiny, with blonde hair and blue eyes and a sweet little voice.
Anyway, our aunt was getting married and this old woman came up to my cousin before the wedding, saying "oh, how cute you are, what's your name, sweetie?"
My cousin replied, in her angelic little voice, "f***ie you, bitch." Not so sweet anymore!
up until I was 10 I never thought shit was much of a cuss word until I slammed my hand on the lunch table by accident and screamed "SHIT!". My friend told me it was a bad word and I laughed!
I first learned the F word when I was around 12 years old. I thought it was a cool expressive word, one that my contemporaries and I had coined. At least I thought so until I used it at home one day. Sincerely believing that my parents would have no idea what the word meant, I called my brother an F'er, right in front of them! When I saw the horrified look on their faces, it began to dawn on me that they knew what the word meant! After a severe lecture and threats of other dire consequences, I learned to watch my language (at least around mom and dad).
i woz brought up a christian and one time i woz reading the bible and came across a bit that said thou shall not swear. now as a christian i knew i woznt suppose 2 swear (as in say S*** etc) but i took and meaning wrong and for about a year after i read it i never said i swear ill do something or ill be there i swear. never once did i say the phrase "i swear"
When i was about 7 i heard my older sister, Amy(12 at the time) accidently cut her toe on some glass, then mutter "bloody tourists". after asking her about it i learned from her that everything bad that happens is tourists faults (thanks Amy!). i soon was too saying "bloody tourists" whenever something bad happened. about a month after that my aunty and uncle came over from New Zealand to stay with us and my aunty jessie was setting the table when she accidently spilt gravy all over my food (i hate gravy). her face went deep red when i screamed at her and walked off to my room saying "bloody tourists".
When I was about 9, i thought i was really clever by making up the phrase "birdbrain goes twit twat"! I thought it was innocent enough, I was just creating a phrase using three derogatory terms - I was quite a know it all! Birdbrain - stupid person; instead of him goin tweet tweet, he would go twit twat! My pride was short lived! I announced at a family gathering that I had made up, all by myself, a clever new saying! After saying the word twat infront of my nan, I was swiftly sent to my room! what disgraced me more was that i didnt know what the word meant, i was so embarrassed!
when i was about7 ish i used to think that the correct way to pronounce gand prix was grand pricks. when i shouted it out in class i had to stand in the corner for the rest of the lesson
This isn't really a belief, more of an experience.
When I was in third grade, I was convinced that 'bad words' did not exist. If someone told me that I'd said a bad word (and they were mistaken, because I never said anything worse than 'stupid'), I would ask them indignantly how a word could be bad. The same thing happened if I accidentally used my middle finger to point to something - it was just a finger!
One day, while there was a substitute, we were working on something about the states and a few kids in my group had just realized that Massachusets, when said with an odd accent, sounded like "Massachu-shit." They were laughing hysterically at this, and I thought that "shit" just sounded funny to them and had no meaning, so I said it once or twice to get a laugh.
A few minutes later, one of the kids had somehow snuck away (the very same one that taught my my new word) to tell the teacher that I had said a bad word. I, of course, had absolutely no idea I had, and I didn't say the word "shit" until the seventh grade out of sheer embarassment.
I worked at a daycare center after school and one day me and another girl who worked there walked into one of the classrooms and saw that the kids had had show and tell earlier that morning, we were asking them all what they brought in. one little boy came right up to us and said 'i brought in a dumb fuck', meaning a dump truck. we both practically fell off our chairs laughing!
My cousin used to believe that Wells Fargo was a bad word.
There was this kid in a higher grade than me and he called someone the E word (I was oly 7 so i thought it meant idiot or stupid head, not a swear) so later in class i got REALLY mad at some one and i called him the E word, unfortunatly the teacher heard me...
I used to believe that bad words would kill my mom. I was so scared that I never said them until one day my brother had to take me with him to one of his 'debate club meetings'. I heard him say one and screamed, and yelled, 'you killed mommy!'
Well it isn't really my belief but a couple of years ago me and my best friend were having a conversation, aware that my little sister was listening outside and would pick up anything we would say and apply it to her everyday language. My friend said the word 'f***' and from outside came a little gasp of disgust (hehe) and then i explained to my friend (loudly so my sister could hear that it was fine to say 'f***' because it was merely a ''naughtier'' term for sex.
Of course my sister isn't stupid (!) and she obviously knew that to tell someone to 'f*** off' was wrong. So a couple of days later my best friend and I were watching TV and down came my little sister who was going to go out with my mum. Now, my mum and my sister never get on when it comes to what type of shoes are appropriate to wear depending on where you're going and my little sister kept insisting she wanted to wear healed sandles.
My mum kept explaining to her until she eventually lost her temper with my sister and told her off.
My little sister looked over to me then back to mum and exclaimed 'well you can just sex off because i don't want to go out with you!'
I don't think i've ever laughed so hard in my life.
My older cousin told me never to say the word 'poot'. He said it had the same meaning as s#$* and F&^@, and if I said it, my parents would burst into flames... 0.o
My little brother used to love swearing and even got to like the taste of mustard as my mum used it as a punishment for swearing. But when the Beatles single that went "Obladi-Oblada" was in the charts, he took great delight in singing the chorus at the top of his voice, then quickly declaring that it was ok to swear cos he was just singing the song. None of his older brothers and sisters dared to sing along even though we knew he wasn't really saying "bloody"!
When I was in Elementary School,my Classmates thought that Sex was a cuss word.I "Scared" them by saying it alot.XD