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When I was young I had a very old fashioned radio that my dad gave to me.....and I used to think that all of the music and radio dj's were being broadcast from many years ago......I didn't realise that old radios could pick up modern broadcasts?????
I used to believe that you could only listen to 'AM' radio in the morning, and 'FM' radio at night, though i could never figure out why it was called FM radio when it was PM at night.
When I was about 5 or 6, I used to believe that when I turned the radio off, then back on again later, it would carry on playing where it left off. After all when I did it quickly it did, and if I left it a while I couldn't remember what was on before anyway...
Or maybe they just had a really short playlist back then
I used to think a little man lived inside the radio. So I would always look into the speaker box to try to find him. I had no idea that these people were actually in a studio.
That inside the car radio were a quartet of very little men in red-and-white vertical striped suits with straw hats and canes, and they were singing (in harmony) the tunes I was hearing come out of the speaker. They were dancing too, though why I don't know, since I couldn't see them. Sometimes my invisible friend Fudda was one of them.
I used to believe that there was a bunch of little people that lived in the radio. I would always be afraid to turn it up too loud because i didn't want them to have to scream and get sore throats. If we were going on long trips I would insist that my parents turn off the radio every so often to give the people inside a break. I was about four or five when my mom finally figured out why i didn't like the music too loud.
when i was small we listened to the rugby on the wireless (radio) with our father the all blacks in south africa i coul not understand how that many people could fit inside that small radio
I also believed there were little people playing music in my parents radio until one day I took it apart-I thought I killed them.
I never got another one.
When I was younger I believed when you turned on the radio people were singing live to me and only me, when my friend asked me if I had heard Down town I said yes, so did many other people I thought WOW this singer must have sung this song more then 1,000,000 tines a day
Thinking there were gazillions of singers inside the speakers, i wondered how they would cut off when you pushed a button, and how they would know how to get louder and softer and stuff like that. I also couldnt figure out how they would know which one was supposed to sing. The thing that really puzzled me though was how they knew when to do the little ajsdkgmklfdjhlx,kfdjhg(jibberish) thing when the tapes were rewound....this was about when i was 4.
When I was about five my older brother was taking apart a broken radio (he wanted the magnet in the speaker). When it was open I was shocked to not see "the little people inside that play all the music." In my imagination, I even knew what they looked like.
When I was about six or seven I used to listen to the radio a lot. Then I wondered where the music came from. I used to think that there was little people singing in the radio and every time I went in the car I would turn the radio on and off and look into the speakers. I also thought why would people want to see famous people if you can see them in the speaker? It made no sense......
When I was little I used to believe that when the NPR station said "this program is brought to you by you, our listeners," I thought that they were talking about a kind benefactor named U.R. Listeners who always sponsered public radio.
When I was kid I used to belive that there're tiny people in radio who talk and sing..I was lookng through holes trying to see that people.
I used to believe that songs on the radio were performed by tiny little bands in my trunk. Every single band on Earth was microscopically there, hidden in the thin carpet, and every once in a while they had a chance to perform with their supersonically loud voices.
I used to believe there was a newsreader inside the radio where the light was!!
I used to beleive that there were little people in the radio. So one night I sat up all night waiting for the little people to come out so I could can't them and put them in my doll house. My sister ask me what was I doing and I told her, she told me that there were no people in there and to go to sleep. I went to bed, still defiantly believing that there were people in there, and having a good time to.
I used to believe that there were tiny humans inside the radio. These tiny humans loved music so much that they played and sang all day long, resting only when the tiny human announcer would do the commercial breaks and the news.
i was 12 before i knew there were such things as radio stations. i knew the radio played music but i had no idea how and certainly didn't think there was more than 1 person controlling the whole thing...
I used to believe that the tiny little people that live in radios and record players made to music, and when you turned it off, that was when it was their dinner time
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