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I remember being four or younger when I first came up with this.
It worried me that the universe was infinite - or rather, because 'infinite' was perhaps not in my vocabulary, it worried me that space should be black forever. Surely it couldn't just go on being black. Everything had an end, surely... although obviously the universe didn't stop, because what would be outside it? This was my solution. After space had stretched on for a long time and way, it stopped being black, and there was a kind of barrier. After that, it was white. Then it was probably brown. And then yellow. I don't remember the exact order after that, but I suppose I assumed that you could go on inventing colours infintely, or perhaps repeat a sequence of them infinitely, and that that would resolve the problem.
When I was young, I thought the sky was made out of concrete, aad that everyone painted it blue. Night came because, gradually, people painted it black again so everyone could sleep. Shooting stars were when people ran across the concrete with yellow paint. I was sitting in the middle of Science class one day, and Sir was explaining about night and day, and then I shouted out "So the sky isn't made out of concrete!" My friends have never let me live it down!
As a rather precocious youngster, I had read in an illustrated astronomy book that in 4 billion years or so the Sun would red giant and swallow up the Earth. Since I didn't really understand how much time 4 billion years is, I thought this could happen any day. I had nightmares for months, and my mom didn't believe that that was the reason for them (not something normal kids have).
I used to believe that comets were pieces of the Sun that had broken off.
When going home at night I looked out of the window of my Mums car the moon was always there, I thought it was tied to the car with String
After learning about 'falling stars' in school, I'd sit for hours watching some random star, waiting for it to just fall. Guess I should have payed more attention in class...
My dad once told me that there was a man that went to the moon and that he got stuck. Then he said that the man wanted to tell his family he was ok, by making lumps on the moon in the shape of a smiley face (coz it looks like there is one).
When I was a child, I used to believe that humans had visited and lived on every planet in the solar system except Jupiter. I wonder-why not Jupiter?
I was always interested in science. Somewhere I saw a textbook with a drawing of a cannon shooting a cannonball into orbit around the earth, to explain escape velocity. I was convinced that the moon had been shot out of a cannon to orbit the earth thereafter.
O used to think that we lived INSIDE the world; that the blue sky was the inside of a big hollow ball. I knew that "space" was all black and full of stars, and try as they might, my parents could not convince me that the blue sky was caused by the sunlight coming through a waterbased atmosphere. Come to think of it, that still kinda sounds bunky to me. :) And don't even asked me how I thought we GOT to outer space. I think I thought we launched rockets out little windows or something. It was a while before it clicked.
About the time I was in pre-school, the family was riding in the car as we were moving cross country from the east coast to the west coast. On one of those days, as it passed into the night, I asked my mom what happens to the Sun after it goes down for the night. She asked me what I thought happened and I told her that after the Sun goes down it seperates into a bunch of tiny specks and becomes the stars and that by morning they gather back together into the Sun.
She responded, "That's exactly what happens."
I believed it for the next several years.
when I was small I always thought that the solar system ended, and then it was just white paper after that
I used to believe you could walk on clouds. And you would be able to walk in space on the edge of the world.
I USED TO BELIEVE THAT THE MOON EXISTED FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF EATING ANY SIBLINGS THAT WOULD FIGHT WITH EACH OTHER.
when i was 3 years old, i was driving to the store with my gradfather. it was kinda late at night and the moon was half full, i asked where the rest of the moon went, he then proceeded to tell me that cookie monster ate it. so from that point on to about the time i entered into school, where i learned better, i thought cookie monster ate the moon.
When I was little I thought that the stars were the light of heaven shining through rips in the sky (think the fabric of night). When the pieces of fabric from the rips fell to earth they became violets. Good violets became amythests when the died. What's the difference between a good violet and a bad violet? Beats me.
I was positively convinced that if i ran fast enough towards the moon, i would catch up to it.
The same occurs with shadows.
I spent hours trying to do this!
I never tried to do the same with the sun because, obviously, it was too hot and i could catch on fire!
My older sister had come home from school one day and she told me that htey had learnd all about a planet called pluto. She told me about how pluto was very cold because it was a long way away from the sun. Being a little kid i watched cartoons all the time, and i thought that pluto was a doghouse floating out in space with a really cold dog inside. ( Pluto the Dog, from Mickey Mouse)
i was told once as a kid that if you point at stars you would get warts on your fingers. for years i never pointed at stars in fear that i would get warts all over my hands.
When I was little I thought that the moon was put up in the sky by two guys on a ladder, and that's why it was always a different shape, they put up whatever shape they wanted and they left it there for a while before changing it again.
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