When I was little, I had a lot of misconseptions about the world around me.
I was convinced Chicago was California. I thought those little pasta shells were real shells that had been taken to a factory and processed so you could eat them. And no matter when, no matter what it was, it always happened "the other day". Last Thursday's dentist appointment? We went the other day. Pleasent trip to the zoo yesterday? We went the other day. The fall of the Soviet union? The other day.
As recently as 7th grade, I didn't recognize the word "rendevous". I knew the spoken word, but I had no idea what it looked like written out. So when I encountered a poster with "rendevous" on it, I of course tried to pronounce it "ren-div-onis".
Oh, and let's not forget the time I stuck the car keys into a power outlet to try and "drive" the house. Good thing they stopped me.
What about you guys?
I was convinced Chicago was California. I thought those little pasta shells were real shells that had been taken to a factory and processed so you could eat them. And no matter when, no matter what it was, it always happened "the other day". Last Thursday's dentist appointment? We went the other day. Pleasent trip to the zoo yesterday? We went the other day. The fall of the Soviet union? The other day.
As recently as 7th grade, I didn't recognize the word "rendevous". I knew the spoken word, but I had no idea what it looked like written out. So when I encountered a poster with "rendevous" on it, I of course tried to pronounce it "ren-div-onis".
Oh, and let's not forget the time I stuck the car keys into a power outlet to try and "drive" the house. Good thing they stopped me.
What about you guys?
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