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I once had a cheap radio and a pair of walkie-talkies, and somehow managed to convince myself that if I touched the radio aerial with the walkie-talkie aerial, I could transmit on the same frequency as the radio station, and shout over the top of the presenter's voice at everyone who was currently listening to that station. Something to do with frequencies and tuning forks at school, probably. *Sigh* If only it was that simple...
When I was not very tall, I was told that when you flick up the lid of a lighter, the flint gets struck and the flame ignites. So I thought it only sensible that when you push the lid back down, the flint would be struck from the other direction, thus the flame would go out.
Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if that's what really happens.
when i was little, i used to believe that there was a band inside every speaker and the more expensive the speakers, the better the band was.
I used to believe that record players worked based on radio; everytime you played a record, the artist would play the song from a studio at the radio station.
I used to think if you clicked on things on the computer (pictures, ect) that it would hurt them, so when I had a cat screensaver, I accidentially clicked it's eye- and promptly started crying, " Oh no- I hurt the kitties eye!"
When I was eight, I first heard about computer viruses and I thought that a virus on a computer was a disease like a common cold in humans. It was the early nineties and we owned an Amiga Commodore; probably the best computer available in those days where the computer programs came on 3 1/2 inch floppy disks. My dad then told me that if you put a floppy disk on write-protected, you will prevent any viruses from getting on the disk, but I did not realize that write-protecting a disk prevents you from saving any files on it. I then thought that if you had a cold and you coughed or sneezed onto a floppy disk that is on write-enabled, you might give the disk a virus. The fact that I saw two Captain Planet episodes where Dr Blight's computer Mal caught a computer virus on the end of two episodes and was sneezing and coughing made me more firmly believe that computer viruses were like diseases in humans. It wasn't until I was sixteen that I realized that computer viruses are programs that are capable of reproducing themselves, deleting files and making unwanted copies of files on a computer to really slow it down.
I used to believe that Power Plant about thirty miles from my house was a cloud factory due to the cooling towers putting forth huge amounts of white steam.
When I was younger I was convinced that the computer and printer were operated my hundereds of little men (never women). They lived in the computer and would use stamps to put the letters on the screen. When you printed something the little men would run back and forth to the printer telling the little men in the printer what to write. The men in the printer would then write on the paper very carefully (they all had really good handwriting). I can't quite figure out why the men would use stamps on the computer screen but would write on the actual paper.
when i was 3, my aunt had these small ceramic pigs...one day she was off in the other room or something and i was looking inside the vcr...i decided the inside of a vcr was a farm and put the pigs inside
When we passed a construction site once, where everyone's gone home but the machines are still there, my brothers told me they were still working, the machines just moved really slowly. I believe this for a few years until I saw a crane and bulldozer moving for real, and was blown away.
When my friend was younger, she thought that little people lived in her cd player and when she played cds the little people sang for her!!
When I was little, I used to think that there used to be little people inside things to keep them going, and that when things used to break down, the people had gone to sleep and needed to be woken up again. When something broke down and couldn't be repaired, I used to think that they had died and I used to get really sad.
I used to believe that if I played Super Mario on SNES hard enough, I'd get a special colored Yoshi :(
I used to believe a nuclear bomb was powerful enough that it would actually split the world into tiny pieces that would float around the solar system. Needless to say, once I found out about its capabilities (less powerful than what I originally believed), nuclear attack has never really worried me as much as other people.
When I was little, I had one of my babysitters tell me that there was a little guy in the headphones, singing to me. When I heard things with my headphones, it was really the little guy singing to me.
When i was child , i used to believe that wnen electricity was off in my place whole world would have faced the same problem.
well when i was younger (6-7 years old), i used to believe that if in any room any electricity consuimg gadget like fans,tubelights,etc are switched on, and if any person is present in that room, then we would not be charged for it! so whenever i used to go out, i used to shout on my brother and force him into the room so that we would not be charged for it !!!
When I was young I used to think the screens at movie theaters were just like giant TVs. There was a VRC built into the wall below the screen and they just put a tape in and it played on the screen like a giant TV...
When I was ten or so I believed that when you used a fax machine, it actually clipped up the page you sent into millions of little confetti pieces and sent them through the phone lines.
When I was little, when I watched my parents type e-mails or word documents, I would wonder how they typed so fast. I thought they just pressed random keys as fast as they could, and somehow it would piece together to be an e-mail. So when I tried it, I left my parents a message on the screen, telling them I needed more juice. They still make fun of me for it.
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