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I used to believe that all people with the same last name were related. For instance, I thought actor George Kennedy was related to President Kennedy's family.
I used to believe that when I turn 25, the government will send me a form that said I had to change my name (it was mandatory). I decided I would change it to Lucy.
My son, now 10 just found out today that he is not a nut, he thought that there was a kind of nut called macaDAMIAN nuts... cute.
My mom has a thick "Rhode Islandese" Accent, and for the longest time (Up until I was 14-15) I thought my middle name was Collin, then I was suprised when I finally saw it written out - "Carlin"
I used to think children had children's names and you would get a grown up name when you grew up. Or, i believed that grownups were born grownups and so they got their grown up names from the start. One or the other... i was always surprised when a woman had a name like lily of emma or jennifer. I would think, hey, she's got a child name, how strange.
when i was a kid, i thought no one could possibly have the same first name as me. When i heard of someone else with my name i would get mad.
When i was about 4, i thought that we would get a new name when we grow up, i was shocked when i found out that that was not true because i thought my name was silly and childish
I thought DC Mayor Marion Barry was actually a husband and wife mayoral team (Mary & Barry). I would always wonder why Mary would let Barry do all the TV appearances.
i once asked my dad how grownups got their signatures because I really wanted to have one. He told me you went to a signature bank and paid ten dollars and they gave you one. He thought I knew he was joking - until I asked him the next day where the closest one was!
One day my grandma and I were picking up my little brother from school. After he got in the car I noticed a boy had the same bookbag as him. I pointed it out to my brothe and he said: "Yeah that's Josh. His last name is Ua." (Josh+ua)
My sister Rosie used to think that 'letters after your name' meant that the Queen sent you letters. And you had to run away from them.
I always kind of wondered why we had middle names. I figured that they were around, like second-place winners and understudies, in case our "real" names were somehow unable to fulfill their duties as name and had to step back or take a breather for a little while.
I thought Jack was a nickname for Jackery ( like Zack and Zachary).
My nursery school teacher was named Mrs. Rainwater. But she didn't want us to call her that; she simply wanted us to address her as "Rainwater" (I guess "Mrs. Rainwater" would've been too much of a mouthful for 3-year-olds). When she explained that to me, she said, "Just call me plain Rainwater." Well, I understood that a little TOO literally and started addressing her as "Plain Rainwater"! Mrs. Rainwater didn't seem to mind, though, and my family thought it was hilarious!
my 2 yr old son cannot pronounce his sisters friends name, which is Christie-Anne, he thinks she is called Crispy Ham!!!
The boy in my class named "Sahand" must have a sister named "Safoot".
when I was in kindergarten a girl I knew told me that she could only be my friend if I was a christian. Never having heard the term before I asked her what a christian was. She told me that a christian is someone who has the same middle name as their mom. Since my mom and I share the same middle name, I decided that I must be a christian and that the girl and I would be friends.
i thought that when you were a grownup you changed you name, because old people had weird names.
like all my friends names were "sarah" and "chris" etc, but all the grownups had weird names like 'hilda" and "lily" so i thought you changed it when you got older to make it more "adult"
I used to believe people's names changed as they got older. You know, I just couldn't picture a baby named Myrtle or George - I just thought as you got older, your name changed to suit your age. And I distinctly remember asking my mom one morning if my baby sister's name was still Christine. She must've thought I was nuts.
As a young child (maybe around 8) in the 90's I had a teenage cousin named Tonya with frizzy blonde hair that lived in Oregon. I didn't know much about her other than that. From watching TV, I became convinced that my cousin was actually Tonya Harding, and that my family just never talked about it because they were too ashamed of her.