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I used to believe rocks could grow, albeit very slowly over many years, because I misoverheard something my grandmother said to my mother when I was about 3.
At about the age of seven, I first saw in a Time-Life Science Book of the Earth Geology a picture of what the Earth looked like tens of millions of years ago. It was one large supercontinent called Pangaea. Looking at the picture, I could see that the eastern part of the United States was right next to Africa. I thought that this must have been great, because not long ago, humans could conveniently walk over to Africa from North America anytime they wanted to. The only thing wrong with this childhood belief was that humans did not yet exist at the time that Pangaea supercontinent did.
when i was younger, and more gullible, my uncle and i were driving through the country and we passed a farm and this farm had those big bushels of hay. well the one he pointed to was covered in the white plastic and told me it was a marshmallow..so for years i was convinced that there were farmers that grew giant marshmallows.
When I was about 4 years old, I believed that everything had a black outline. After all, when you drew somthing with crayon, you drew the outline (in black) first, then filled it in. The reason you couldn't see the outline was because, on real things, the outline was very thin.
I used to believe that angels painted the sky.
When I was really young, my family and I used to take trips to an area of Texas called the Hill Country. I always thought everyone was saying the "Hill Crunchy" and thought that somewhere in the area I would see some big, crunchy, potato-chip hills...
I used to beleive that God painted sunsets everynight as was an artist like me. I always thought snow was his way of wiping the canvas clean too..
I used to believe when I was young that little rocks grew into bigger rocks. Now I know its actually the other way around.
I used to believe that the sky is blue because it reflects the oceans.
I used to believe that there really was a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow- but it was always at the end furthest to where I was!
I think I was in first or second grade when a teacher first mentioned the idea of continental shifts, and the concept made me depressed, sad and scared.
I used to believe that someone from my family could easily get stuck on another continent, South America let's say, just as it drifted away from us on North America. I would then be separated from my brother or sister, whoever the unlucky person was to be, and never see them again. I used to get sad thinking about how much I would miss them.
I was terrified of electricity pylons and thought they were huge men striding across the landscape (bit potty I was!)
for the longest time I thought that people lived on the inside of the planet earth! I just couldn't figure out where the wheather came from ...
I used to believe that when winter came and it snowed the grass just died or went away for the winter.
i used to believe that land was floating like surfboards from this i concluded that with a good push we could collide with other countries. after my brother saw the film Jaws and explained it to me in great detail i then believed that sharks could burst up through drains and cracks in the pavement and needless to say, have avoided all cracks and drains since.
When I was 4 or 5, I loved gems. I always wanted to see them, and then I would look at them. Well, you know how gems are mined out of caves and stuff, and then they are all cut into brilliants and stuff? I used to believe that gems were found, ALREADY cut.
I used to believe the world was just some big guy's head and he was always sleeping. An earthquake would happen because he was moving in his sleep, and volcanoes would erupt because he had to sneeze. I always thought though that when and if he woke up, the world would be gone so I would always try to be quiet and good so I wouldn't destroy the world.
When traveling, I used to believe the hills and mountains were graves for giants.
I used to believe that each state in the continental US had a big red line painted around its border, like on a map of the US. When on vacation with my family, I eagerly looked for these lines when we crossed state boundaries, and was very disappointed to not see them!
When we used to drive past farmlands with those giant circular haybales that look like Shredded Wheat cereals, I thought that the farmers had grown them, like lettuce. I wondered how it was done, because the times I tried planting Shredding Wheats in the ground nothing came up..
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