a girl I went to school with for years thought her middle name was "burly"
her name was kimberly but everyone called her kim
I used to think that since everyone referred to me as 'you', my name was 'you', and I would always say "Pick you up, please!"
As a six year old boy , I was very dissapointed and upset when I heard a boy call his brother by my name,Joe, I thought I was the only one in the world with that name.And to worsen things that other Joe looked very obnoxious to me.
I used to think I got a new name every year, so when I was 7, I told my parents to call me "Laura," but halfway through the week I wanted to be "Josie."
When I was about 4, I thought the name Larry, was a pretty girl's name. I insisted that everyone called me Larry. I was a strange child...
I used to believe that I was the ONLY person in the world named "Gina". I even argued with my sisters about it for a whole afternoon. Then I asked my mom and she told me the hurtful truth.
this was my brother, he used to not answer to any name other than "daddy". which was especially funny when in public and my mother had to call him over.
When my daughter was three, I packed her clothes that were to small in a box in the basement.She found them and asked why they were in the box.I told her that they were to small and that I was giving them to goodwill. She started to cry and said "but goodwills a boy" I never laughed so hard in my life.
There was a little girl in my kindergarten class named Candy Nye. When I heard people sing "for he's a jolly good fellow" I thought they were singing about her. ("which nobody CAN DENY")
My middle name is the same as my father's first name. I assumed that this applied to everyone. When my friend Alan told me he didn't have a middle name I told him it would be the same as his dad's first name. Alan therefore believed he had the middle name Michael for many years.
When I was small I used to go and stay with a friend called Pene. So on Monday morning when I wrote the usual “what I did at the weekend”, I would write “This weekend I went to Penis house”, I didn’t know how to write Pene’s so would just join the words pen and is together. Looking back on it I’m surprised my parents weren’t arrested, and I wasn’t taken into care :)
My younger sister used to believe that all girls were called Sarah and that we were weird because we weren't called that!
I used to think the girls' name "Tina" was short for "Argentina".
My name is Cara...When I was little, my family owned a caravan. When my parents sold the caravan and bought a voyager, I thought I would have to change my name to Voya!
This is actually my friend's little bro's beleif. My friend's name is Eve. Her brother's name is Nevan. One day, Eve's bro went up to his mom and said, "Mom, how come it's always Chrismas Eve and never Christmas Nevan?"
When I was little I used to think that Charity was a woman who wanted everything for herself. I always thought it was weird that people kept giving things away to Charity when she already had all this stuff!
I used to think that my family was in the witness protection program because my brother and my names were so boring (Nicholas and Amanda).
My son's name is Christopher. On standardized tests, his name was shortened to Christ. One day he asked if he was going to be God when he grew up.
When I was young, I couldn't pronounce my name (Kariia Miyamoto), and I had bad hearing. I don't now, but I thought I was "Tortilla Monkeymotor".
I was 15 when my youngest brother was born. When he was 3, by sheer coincidence the milkman, the garbage man,the guy who ran the deli, and the dry cleaner man were all named George. David got the idea that all male strangers were named "George" (as in "The George at the ice cream store gave me a cookie.") The rest of us kids thought it was funny, and for years we addressed all unintroduced males as "George". You'd be surprised how many men will happily answer to George!