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When I was about 3, I would refuse to have my picture taken because I thought cameras and taking photos hurt!!!
I used to believe that if you played a record too many times it would wear it out.
While our wireless set was just big enough for a very little man inside to do all that talking and make music too, it was just not understandable how he could get inside a thin gramophone record. I asked and all I got from my Dad was some very abstract stuff about sound waves and electricity. (ElectriCITY, as the word suggested, came from the nearest CITY and had something to do with all those smoking chimneys.) It was still not understandable to me, but it was reassuring that it was apparently understandable to my Dad.
I used to believe there were little Elves inside Poloroid cameras "drawing" us and then giving us the picture right away. I could never figure out how they would draw us so good and so fast.
My 6 year old son said to me after the Columbia space shuttle exploded, "someone musta accidentally pressed the "explode" button."
I always thought we would be living in space pods and fly around pods like the Jetsons in 2000. This is not the case.
When I was little, my grandma had a printer that made a whirring sound as it printed the paper. It sounded like a little voice saying, "Help me, help me, help me!" MY printer, on the other hand, had a cute little voice that said, "f*** you, f*** you, f*** you..."
I used to believe that whenever was a powercut, I could still watch the telly, by opening the back side of it and gently put a lt candle.
my mom always told me that if i kept watching the microwave oven while it was going that i would mutate from the energy waves or something. only later did i not only realize that this probably could never happen but she had no clue what she was talking about.
im still afraid of the microwave though
as a child i used to believe that inside a radio tower, there were many people in futuristic clothing dancing inside rooms that were covered with silver wallpaper. I guess that's why i am a designer.
The first time I heard one of my classmates ask another student if she would burn a CD for her, I pictured someone throwing a CD into a fireplace or stove and setting in on "fire". I wondered why anyone would want to waste their time doing such a thing...lol....=)
Record spins. the outside edge went round at the same speed as the inside edge but the outside edge had further to go so the record had to go round at different speeds to keep up with one another, i just couldn't stop thinking about this.
When I was about 12 I had an inept orthodontist who kept losing my x-rays, and after the third set or so my mom fired him, saying something about the cumulative cancerous effect of all that radiation. When I was 17 I hurt my neck skiing and she didn't want me to have a head x-ray because I'd already had my lifetime allowance. Fifteen years later, I still decline dental x-rays because my mom had me convinced I'd get brain cancer if I got any more head x-rays.
My older sister, playingly, told me that there were little lego people in the furnace vent that every now and then would light fires and blow the hot air out of the vents. I used to sit in front of the furnace talking into it. You can imagine what my parents must of thought.
When I was a child, I naturally didn't know about recording, and how the whole process of playback worked. I never bothered to ask, though; I was convinced that singers had to sing a song every time I wanted to hear that song, and actors had to act out a movie every time I wanted to watch that movie.
When I was little my mom was cooking with the microwave. when it dinged it was done. so I thought that if you made it ding sooner that the food would be done sooner. I used to say "ding it ding it ding it!" when I was really hungry.
I used to believe that, when sending a fax, the pages would physically go THROUGH the cables, right to information's destination...
When I was younger I used to believe that the entire computer was present inside the keyboard. I did not realise the truth until much later I was attending a computer hardware course class and I asked the teacher how do all those computer components that she has explained fit inside the keyboard. It is then she told me that computer actually is a seperate box and I felt embarassed in front of the whole class. They were all laughing at me at that time and when I think of it sometimes I also laugh on it.
My mom worked, and still does work, for an accounting firm, so she faxes a lot of things. One time, when I was little, I was with her at work and she left me to go 'fax a letter' to someone. Till I was about thirteen I believed that you put a sealed and postaged stamped letter into a fax machine and it teleported it, letter and all, to the other fax machine and I was so excited we would have human sized teleporters within my lifetime. I think my delusion was shattered when I asked her if I could fax my Christmas thank you cards to my grandmother.
When I was very young, I could never figure out how guns worked. Eventually I came to the conclusion that the trigger was one end of a lever which pushed the round down the barrel.
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