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I used to think that "a couple" meant any small amount, such as 3 or 5. My mom once corrected me and said that "a couple" always meant 2, and that if I meant some other small number that I should say "a few" instead.
I told her that she must have it backwards, and that "a few" must mean 2, because "few" and "two" rhyme.
I used to believe that numbers all had personalities
1 was the King of the numbers
2 was his wife
3 and 4 were the little kids
5 and 6 were older kids
7, 8 and 9 were older meaner numbers. I lways crack up with that joke why is 6 afraid of 7?
Because 7,8,9 (seven ate nine) I can relate, all the numbers had personalities!
I used to believe that it would take forever to count to 100
After my first day at kindergarden I told my Mother that I was not going back anymore. When asked why I told her that the teacher wanted me to make number one and number two on the paper and that was nasty. I am 75 and still hear about that from family members.
when my 3rd grade teacher taught us about geometry she gave us little tips for remembering which one was which.
Obtuse and open
acute is "a cute" and little angle
when i associated anything with cute those days it was bunnies.
i do not know why.
well when u make an angle you know you have to make a square(for a right angle) or a curved line(for acut and obtuse angles), i always tried to find the little bunnies and neon open signs inside of the angles on tests.
Even numbers were the goodies and odd numbers were the baddies.
Two even numbers added together would get along fine and make another even number. (2+2=4)
Two odd numbers added together would fight and an even number would then come stand there when they had killed each other.(3+3=6)
An odd with an even would fight but the baddie would win because he was strong. (2+3=5) I was always a little scared of this.
I worked all this out in about year three, then was amazed to find it came in useful in year 9 maths. To this day I think of the odd numbers as being antisocail.
when i was little (about 5) i could count fine up to 25 but then i would count 26, 27 , 28 ,29, saturday, saturday1, saturday2....
i have no idea why but my parents still joke about it. ive actually turned out gud at maths(im 13 now)
i used to belive that 1 to 10 were the only numbers and all others were made up.....
When I was about 4 I decided that if you were born in a bigger year, that meant you were older. So if I was born in 1965, that meant I was older than someone born in 1964. Because 65 is bigger than 64. Just like being 4 years old was bigger than being 3 years old.
When I was learning to count, I always left out 7. Then, when I finally got used to it being between 6 & 8, I started to leave out 17... I always believed that it couldn't be a proper number because it always had one more syllable than those around it.
Soon after starting school 3 years ago, my friend's little girl came home upset because she couldn't read as well as some of the kids in her class, even though her counting was really good.
My friend comforted her by comparing her to me - saying "Auntie C can read and write, but she can't count to 100 like you can"
Her reading is much better now, but she still believes that I can't count without using my fingers and toes...
I always thought that the numbr 100 was the biggest number and that it was the last one. So, when I knew all my numbers up to 100, and then was informed that I was sadly mistaken, I thought I will never memorize all those numbers. It would take years.
I can't believe how many other people used to associate personalities with numbers! I thought I was the only one!
When I was little I had colourful fridge magnets in the shape of the numbers. I made up all these stories about them.
1 was red. He was a baddie, though not as bad as 9.
6 was pink and 7 was purple. They were married, or girlfriend and boyfriend or something, and 9 was always trying to kill them for some reason. 1 didn't want to kill them but he didn't like them.
8 was a friend of 7 & 6. He would always be helpful, though without actually doing anything.
I also had magnets in the shapes of plus and minus signs etc. The long division sign was always a cliff that 1 or 9 would push 7 and 6 off.
I also always liked even numbers better than odd numbers, because with even numbers everybody has a friend and with odd numbers someone's always left out.
Also 8 is a better number than 6 because, although they are both even, if you halve 6 you get an odd number and if you halve 8 you get an even number.
i guess im not the only one who made personalities for numbers, here i thought i had a problem or something. I always thought 9 was mean, because when you add 5 and 9 you get 14 instead of 15....yeah...and i always thought that the adding was a way of numbers helping other numbers, and subtracting was like numbers fighting( 6 says to nine "i dont like you, were not 15 anymore!!") i was so messed when multiplying and dividing came along.
I used to believe that numbers had personalities.
1- msart guy who was married to 2
2- nice woman married to 1 who was secreytly in love with8, who was a bad number
3-retarded boy
4-nerdy guy
5-evil but stupid and in love with number six
6- sorta evil but very beautiful
7- evil, in love with six, was very handsome and thats why six liked him
8- clumsy but evil and in love with 2
9- servant of the wise and good 10, but secretly plotting to overthrow him.
10-nice and wise, the best of them all and the most powerful
I thought to count to one thousand you did 1-100, then 100-199, then came 1,000.
i used to believe that in math two numbers added together they would equalthose two numbers together ex. 6+3=63
i used to think 20 was the highest number. i would make my mom count to twenty since i actually couldnt, and then say "and thats the highest number!" my parents soon corrected me.
when i was little i used to believe that the number six was the same as nine, cuz if you turned 6 upsidedown you would get 9, and vice versa. so whenever i would count to ten i would either go 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8.... etc
or 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10 !
I used to believe that twenty was the largest number in the universe.
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