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I used to believe that there were only two years: 1990, and 1991. They just cycled, over and over. I remember one time my teacher asked me what year it would be next year, and I promptly responded "1990!" (it was 1991 at the time, of course). Everyone in the class laughed at me and the teacher looked at me like I had drank stupid juice that morning, or something.
I used to believe that, when I grew up, I would get to be older than my big sister.
This seemed logical at the time, since for every pair of male/female people I knew, the male was the eldest: my dad was older than my mum, my friend Ben was older than his sister, and... well, that was about it, actually. but to my mind, this meant that sooner or later I'd be older than my sister.
Once, when she was picking on me, I told her, "just you wait 'til I'm older than you!". She's still two years older than me, though, so we're still waiting.
I used to believe that time was suspended inside vacuum sealed packages. This was why their contents didn't age. I thought that we should vacuum seal terminally ill people until medicine figured out how to heal them.
I concluded that the 'good ol' days' was actually a period of time, when everything was in sepia and people sat around outside wild west style wooden houses on rocking chairs...
when i was little i use to think that your body had a clock inside it, so when doctors open you up they could see how old your were and then they wouldn't need to ask you
When I was young I thought that there were ony 11 months in the year...When we were made to recite them endlessly in class, I thought that Junejuly was one month.
For at least a couple of years when my folks told me that Christmas was "just around the corner", I knew which corner they were talking about. It was about five miles from out house. I always looked for Christmas weeks in advance whenever we went around that particular corner.
I used to think that the snooze button on a Radio Alarm clock could hold time in one position so you could sleep on and still not be late. I have discovered this not to be true many times since those far off days!
When I was little I had no idea about 12 and 24 hour clocks... So I thought that people who used the 24 hour clock's day lasted longer than our's.
When I was small I used to think there was at least a week of "NOTHING" between New Year's Eve and New Year's day!
As a child I would sing along with the Beatle's "Eight Days a Week" before I had a firm grasp of the actual number of days in the week. For years after, I thought I was miscounting since I couldn't think of the name of the other day of the week.
I used to believe that the guy announcing the time on my old multi-band radio actually sat in front of a microphone and read it out loud every few seconds. I always wondered how he could do it without ever eating, sleeping or going to the bathroom.
I was told to do things in the "meantime" at school. I used to think the meantime was a season like spring or summer, so i wouldn't do the work and just sat there bemused.
One day when I was 9, I was convinced that the world would end at around noon because the exact time and date would be 12:34:56 July 8, 1990 (or in number format, 12:34:56 7/8/90 -1234567890)
When I was little, my mom was trying to get me to go to bed early (I must've been cranky). I protested, saying that it was still light out. She explained that the Earth had stopped rotating for a little bit, and it was actually very late. For years after that I thought that the Earth just periodically stopped turning, then started up again the next day.
I believed the year 2000 was named so, because the Earth could only last for 2000 years. When that year came around, I had the belief that the Earth would split and break up just because it's time was up.
As a kid, I believed that September was the first month of the year. It was when school started, the new TV shows came out, the new models of cars started being advertised. Made perfect sense to me.
When my cousins and I were younger we always wanted to spend the night over at one or the other's house. Well, our parents would get around it by saying we could the "second Tuesday of next week." Now, it took us quite a while to finally realize there was no second Tuesday in ANY week....needless to say, it still brings me a chuckle when I think about it.
When my two brothers and I were little kids, we actually used to believe that there was an opposite day each year. We'd go around speaking to each other and everybody else in opposite meanings, like yes for no, etc. No one else understood what we were doing, and when we explained, "It's OPPOSITE DAY, DUH! You gotta speak opposite!" the adults would just look at us funny... The other kids, however, all immediately began to speak in opposite as well.
When I was about 4, my mother taught me the names of the days of the week, she said "I have an idea, lets call today Tuesday, and tommorow Wednesday, etc". Until I was in 3rd grade, I would argue with kids, claiming that my mother invented the names of the days of the week!
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