When I was little I have been told I said some pretty weird things, now when I say weird I don't mean the type of gibberish one might expect from a two year old, I'm talking things that no two year old is really ever caught saying because well lets face it, nowadays toddlers play with things like tickle me Elmo and things like that, but that again is not what I mean when I say weird.
I have memories of going up to a young boy while I was walking with my Grandpa, the boy was playing street hockey and I brought it upon myself to reassure him that he was playing hockey very well. My response to his playing hockey was "nice shot little boy" That story gets brought up at every family gathering at my grandparent's house, but that story is not the one that comes to mind when I say that I said things as a kid no Canadian kid with little outside influence would say.
As I mentioned before, I grew up in a fairly sheltered house, so when I said something that nobody expected, the response I usually got was one of confusion. In this case a lot of confusion. It's now that I reveal what this whole ordeal and backstory leads up to; there are home movies of me running around the house singing in Irish Gaelic. Yup no reason other than I'd heard it on a CD and decided that it was the thing I was going to mimic that day. The story goes that I was out in a restaurant and started belting it out and suddenly this person came up to me and started to try to speak to me as if I understood her. To this day I have no idea what I'm saying unless I put it through a translator.
