When i was little i always used to hear about the holocaust and the concentration camps. Well i thought that they pinnted your head to these bars and stood you on a metal plat form and then attach wires in to the metal on your head and forcing information you didnt want to hear into your brain until it blew up.

Megan

I used to think a war was when about there was about six guys (three on each side) with swords, hitting the opposites sword simultaneously, and whichever side got tired the quickest lost. That really got me into trouble with my grandpa..he was a World War 2 veteran....then again he was also an alcoholic...

Audrey

I used to believe that Hitler's first name was Harry.

Paul

When I was small, the war was on and there was a bridge near me tha had a large red sign saying DANGER TROOPS. For years I was convinced that there was a weapon called a 'dang-er' that was used by troops who 'danged' people.

Charles

As I grew up, my father would tell me stories of his time in Viet Nam and would preface these stories with "Charlie...". I grew up thinking that one man named "Charlie" gave our US military hell!!!

Anon

I used to believe that all wars lasted only 4 years. I mean, think about it! The civil war was 4 yrs long, WWII, 4 yrs for americans... I guess thats pretty much it. I also thought that America had won every war it had ever fought in, and always would.

Sara from Lisle

When I heard stories about the Civil War I always thought it was the Silver War. Based on having attended my parents' twenty-fifth wedding anniversary and knowing that they had been married twenty-five years, I figured that the Silver War was twenty-five years after the preceding war.

binifra

I used to think the world wars were called gold wars and that the civil was was the silver war. this was until i was about 7

Jacob

I used to think that world wars's were called war wars. So then World War II became War War II.

Maria

When I was 10, there was a fireworks show outsie my house. I asked what was happening, and my sister told me that we were being bombed by iraqis. It scared the crap out for the rest of the night and I cried until my mom finally told me otherwise.

Braden Showers

when I was growing up there was alot of talk about the cold war and the iron curtain....i could never understand this....how could there be an iron curtain??? what did they hang it from?? lol...and the cold war??? was it just cold there??? or was it about being sick with a cold??? was always strange to me...lol

pam breen

When we were little, my sister was unclear on the concept of "battlefields". She thought that a battlefield was a designated location where two opposing armies would have to go when they wanted to fight.

One day, she was playing with her Legos and my little green army men, when she had an idea: she took one of the flat green Lego sheets, mounted it on wheels, and stuck a towing attachment to the front, so that she could hook it up to her Lego truck, and proudly presented it to me, this innovation that promised to revolutionize military tactics forever: the portable battlefield! No more would armies be forced to miss fighting potentially decisive battles due to the lack of a convenient battlefield! They could just carry their own wherever they went!

The fact that I almost fell out of my chair laughing when she showed me this didn't discourage her in the least, and she went right on playing with her portable battlefield until her next inspiration struck, which had something to do with shaving off all of Barbie's hair.

romulus

I used to think the civil war was fought by the Confederacy and the Union (like the Food that makes you cry) Soldiers

Anon

When I was annfant my mother wished to keep me away from an electricity sub-station by telling me that the bogey man lived there. It had the opposite effect to that intended, as I thought that the bogey man sounded nice, and I would go up to the sub-station to try to attract his attention.

Another thing: I was born in World War II, and my father was called up for army service. After the war i remember my mother saying to my father at one breakfast 'If there's another war you're not going in it!' I asked why. 'He might get killed', she said. Who would kill him, I asked. 'Some nasty men', she replied. As I had visited my father while he was stationed near the sea, I somehow thought that the war was a cave, and these nasty men lurked in a corner.

Anon

when i was ten i was in the classroom with my teacher and some kids rushed in and excitedly announced that we were all going to die on sunday because some guy was going to blow up the world. i was terrified and criwed about it all the time, no matter how many times my mum tried to reassure me, explaining that they'd just overheard something on the news about saddam hussein and nuclear weapons. i was convinced that the world was going to blow up right up until sunday.

paranoid