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In the 1960's the greater Seattle-Tacoma, Washington state area had many farms. As a youngster I liked to look at the old styled buildings, silos, gardens, animals, etc. However, many of the barns (the gambrel roof styled kind) had their glass windows placed at an angle. Instead of square shaped windows, they looked like diamond shaped windows, (with a cross in the middle of the glass). To me this looked wrong and paranormal. I would have nightmares about being trapped in these barns with the diamond windows and they would collapse around me, or some such frightening scenario. Today when an occasional diamond windowed barn is spotted, (usually in disrepair) I actually get somewhat nervous and there is no way I would ever go inside of one!!
I always thought that when I went to the dentist the chain holding the towel around my neck fastened me to the chair. I somehow never thought about the fact that I had to lean forward to spit and wouldn't be able to if I was chained to the headrest!
when you heard news reports about holiday makers cuaght in traffic or flocking to a certain resort, I used to think they were a group of people who actually made the holidays for you to go on. I used to think it was nice they the tv people kept you up to date with what they were doing.
when i was a kid i used to belive that a 5 star hotel was one which has five floors.. and a 3 star the one which has 3
Until i was about 12 (i know, it's a shame) i thought the movie screen at the theater was just a large TV, and the movie was placed into a regular VCR-just like we did at home. I would wait impatiently until the movie was scheduled to start and scurry to the front row when i suspected an employee would be putting the movie in. I never did find a VCR in the wall anywhere...
I used to believe that those little crystally things that you put on ice ( I have no idea why you put it on ice) were really valuable crystals. My friends and i would pick up as many as possible and keep them in our pockets so that we could become millionares! My mum got cross wit me and said tha they were wrecking my pockets, and i just loked at her and went" Mum, these are really valuable! don't you want to be rich?" I would have just laughed but my mum was furious!!!
When I was little, we were driving in the car and I saw a radio tower blinking in the sky. I asked my mom why the towers blinked, and she said that it was so the airplanes wouldn't fly into them in the night. I firmly believed her, until a little while ago. I saw a very low radio tower, and asked her why that one blinked, since the airplanes couldn't possibly fly that low. She wasn't sure what I meant, until I related the story to her. She laughed and said that she wasn't sure why they blinked. Even now, I still believe that the only possible reason why they blink is because otherwise the pilots wouldn't see them. It baffles me to this day, and I'm thirteen.
Whenever my parents took me to the beach there was always this beachside road, parallel to the ocean, we had to cross.
I used to think this road ran all around the edge of the country without any interruption.
whenever my mom & i would go to the library, she'd always have to pay her overdue fines when we checked out our books, so i thought you had to pay to check out books at the library!
In elementary school, my mother was always asking me if i wanted to go to the school sock hop. Our school called their school dances sock hops, as in you are dancing and your feet in their socks are hopping around. I didn't get that. I always believed that they were playing sac racing games where you get in a potato sack and race people. I missed out on a lot.
Everytime we would be out driving and I would see a Budget sign I would think it said Bridget (because that is my name) I would always scream bloody murder and say we had to go to "Bridget"!
When I was a kid, I was scared to death of Ferris wheels. I thought that if I got on one and it started going too fast, the wheel would break off and roll away and I would be lost forever. For some strange reason, even as a (very old) adult, I'm still afraid to get on those things!!
i used to believe that when you were riding on an escalator that if you didnt get off in time you would go through the little cracks, go around a belt, back up to the top and have to ride back down in hopes of not getting stuck in the vicious cycle again.
I used to believe everything my older brother told me. Our pop used to take us with him when he bought his lottery tickets because we liked to look at the old coke cans in the shop window. When i would ask where we were going my brother would tell me we're going to the pub. So i naturally thought the pub was a place where you buy lottery tickets and look at cans. Imagine my teachers surprise when she asked what our favourite thing to do was and i replied "going to the pub with pop and looking at all the old cans"
As a child, I thought Belle and the Beast from Beauty and the Beast used to live at the Lawrence University Memorial Chapel. Everytime I pass it, I still joke about Belle living there.
I used to believe that pictures, especially huge portraits of people, would rest when no one was looking or when they thought no one was looking. So you can imagine how afraid I was when I visited an art museum and we took a tour of the place. I just knew I would happen to see one of the people change positions out of the corner of my eye when we walked past.
I use to think that when I got in line at a theme park that the whole park would follow my family due to secret speakers.
When I was about 5 I was watching a game of Rugby Union with my grandfather. During the scrum I asked what they were doing and my grandfather replied that they were 'deciding who gets the ball'. I thought this meant that they were in the scrum saying "we should get the ball because..." and the other team were saying "no, we should get the ball because..." and that's how it was decided!
Whenever we drove by a field with hay bales covered with white tarps, I would squirm in my car seat and get all excited. Why? I thought they were giant marshmallows. And the ones not covered with tarps? Those were dipped in hot chocolate, of course.
I used to believe that when my mum took us on holiday we were just in the same country and town except they'd changed it...
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