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A long time ago, my brother heard from a friend that if you pull the fire alarm at school, black ink squirts out and marks you, so that they know who pulled it. I made a fool out of myself in school, because apparently it's not true. XD I can't believe I believed it until 17!
i used to think jauar was pronounced jag-you-war thanks to a winnie the pooh episode. It made for an embarassing moment when reading in class
when i first started school i thought the teachers lived in the school and slept on the tables.
In first grade, My teacher told me that I shouldn't lean against the chalkboard because a former student who did the same was smashed by the chalkboard as thin as paper and in order to visit people he would have to fold up and mail himself. I was amazed and when I told my dad, he said she was kidding, but I believed her for years.
I used to believe that if I hid under my desk with one hand covering my face and the other covering the back of my neck I would be safe from nuclear attack at school.
When I was in 3rd grade my english assignment was to read an incomplete story and at the end I was supposed to "draw a conclusion" of how the story ended. My mom was out of town so my dad helped me. We drew a picture of how we think the story ended. I think my teacher laughed the rest of the year after I turned that assignment in!
When I was in first grade, we had our first fire drill. I knew it had to do with practicing what to do in case there was a real fire, but I couldn't figure out what the "drill was for." I thought for certain that giant drills were going to come out of the ceiling and put a huge hole in the center of our desks. (I'm really not sure how that would put out the fire.) When we had our first fire drill, I couldn't wait to see the giant holes in the desks! After finding the room intact, I just assumed that the drills were magical and didn't leave holes in the desks. I think I believed this until I was 9. D'oh!
I always said it right, but I had a few weird beliefs about the pledge.
For one thing, my family was democrat (and I thought political party was genetic so I was automatically a democrat), so when I learned about republicans and democrats in third grade I thought it was wrong to say the part that goes "and to the Republic for which it stands" because I wasn't republican! Why do they get a line in the pledge, and not the democrats?
When I was younger, in first grade or so, I used to wonder where teachers went when we left. My teacher had a big supply closet, and I thought she lived in there. Every time she opened the door I would look for her food, and bed. If she even used those! I was so astounded that they didn't get to go home!
I used to believe that my school teachers lived inside the school and my school bus driver lived on the bus.
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