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When I was young,I used to believe that our maths teacher was a mind reader.I don't know why I believed that but I always tried to avoid thinking of bad stuff when he was around.
Like many, I believed that teachers lived in the school, despite the fact that both my parents were teachers and were at home with me. I thought they would hang themselves up in coat closets. I remember dreaming about my parents hanging themselves up, and believed the dream to have actually occurred at some point.
My brother told me when I was four (he's six years older than me) that during nap time his teacher would walk around with a board with nails in it. She would hold the board close to your face to see if you were sleeping. So when I started school I believed the same thing and would never let myself fall asleep during nap time. My brother is 30 now, and still says it really happened. I still kind of believe him.
I used to believe that the school bus was really the school, and the teacher drove it. I thought they just drove around all day learning things.
I used to believe that teachers lived inside the closets of their classrooms.
I had a French teacher in preschool, and one day I asked if she lived in America or if she lived in France. She must have been joking but I didn't catch it when she told me that she lived in france and took a boat to my school every day.
I used to believe that teachers never smoked or drank because i never see them do it in their car/the school/or the parking lot!
When my teacher said, " I have eyes in the back of my head." I would imagine eyes staring at me from under her hair...This earned her great respect from all of the kids and I in Kindergarten.
I used to believe that all of the women teachers were witches and the men were vampires.
i used to believe that my preschool teacher had eyes in the back of her head.
I used to believe that teachers had a dressing room in the school where they put on their "teacher clothes" each day because they all dressed so similarly.
This one time at school we had a thing where we had to listen to people give opposing viewpoints on various issues. One was "should teachers be tenured". Having never heard that word before I thought they asked "should teachers be tender" and thought "what a weird question"
I used to think that teachers used to live in the printer. I think I belived this because of their heavy mascara.
I used to think that all teachers were robots because they never went to the bathroom.
When I was in preschool, my teacher read me and my classmates a book that said we could become anything we wanted when we were older. I didnt realize the book was referring to jobs and not literally anything so I wanted to become a whale. I thought we could turn into whatever we wanted till about fourth grade when I asked my mom why she was still human and not something else.
When I was younger I thought that teachers got to make up their names. A socialworker's name was ms.fair, so I decided when I was older I wanted to be a science teacher named ms.science.
I used to believe that candles were made out of ear wax. I believed this until i annouced it to my teacher in front of class when i was 5 years old. Her laughter confirmed my false assumption.
When I was in kindergarten, I thought all teachers were robots because they never asked to go to the bathroom. I thought they just put human skin over their metal robot bodies
When I came to know that we had to pay to my school fee (I was 1st class then) I wondered this way, "I go to school and work so hard, and we only have to pay. How rude of these school people"!
Childhood was so wonderful!
When I was young, in kindergarten or grade 1 or so, I couldn't fathom that teachers were people with houses too. I couldn't believe that they got to school before me and stayed at school even after I left. I believed that they lived there, and slept on the desks.
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