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I used to think in stoplights little people were in there changing the lights. I thought that untill about 11 years old then I said to my mom " Wow that person must be small to fit into thst little light ". LOL my mom STILL makes fun of me!!
When I was little I use to think that the reason why stoplights changed colors were because there were little tiny men in the poles and they would run back and forth flipping switches from red to green so the people could go
When I was like 4 or 5 I used to think that there were tiny little people that sat inside traffic lights and controlled the traffic, so whenever we had a green light and just kept going I would turn around in my seat and thank them.
I used to believe that all traffic lights had elves inside of them controlling them. The elves would keep an eye on how many cars were stopped at a red light and then make the light green when it was their turn (and vice versa).
I used to believe that little elves lived inside the traffic light things,and that they were the reason the color of the light changed.
I used to belive that there was a god living in every traffic light, controlling the traffic!
I used to believe that the stop lights had little mice who ran up and down them to flip the light switches from Red to green, green to yellow, ect. Imagine how hard they had to work in school zones with flashing lights.
Some of my friends and neighbours and I were on vacation in New Jersey, and as we were walking down the road to the beach, my friend ever so kindly pointed out that there were midgets who lived in the posts holding the lights up.
I, being the gullible "Pokemon Master", believed her. She then went on to explain how the midgets changed the colour of the lights when there were a lot of people waiting. However, if the midget saw someone they disliked, they would make them wait for a very, VERY long time. And the midgets didn't only live in the poles holding up traffic lights, but the streetlights lining the road as well.
....It's quite pathetic that I believed that, really.
I used to believe that there were little guys that sat in little tiny labs underneath each and every stop light that changed and coordinated the stop lights. I can't remember if I finally just realized it wasn't that or if I asked my dad w/o letting on that I actually didn't know.
Everytime I rode with my parents in their car as a kid, I'd always hate stopping at traffic lights; I used to believe that traffic lights were actually operated by little traffic gnomes who decided when the lights would change to red, green, or yellow based on whether the driver was good or bad, or whether or not they were in a particularly good mood. Waiting at a red light for a long while made me hate those gnomes quite a bit.
traffic lights were controlled by people sitting underneath the light
I used to believe that little men lived in the stop lights and that they where the ones who changed the light from red, to green, to yellow.
when i was little i thout that little people were inside traffic lights.
I used to beleive that the traffic light was operated by a old scientist, that lived underground with a robot, so my dad would say " The traffic light HATES me" i would think that the man underground would make my dad late for stuff.
When I was younger I used to believe that on the back of stoplights were monkeys pushing the buttons. I figured they just jumped from light to light and changed them from green to yellow to red. I'm not sure where this originated from in my mind...but Im happy to say I no longer believe that :)
I used to think that Mice controlled the Stop lights and crosswalk signs.
When I was little my dad told me that monkeys lived inside the stoplights. I used to picture them in there eating vanilla icecream (cuz that was my favorite ice cream at the time)
That little men lived in the traffic lights and that's how they changed at the right time.
When I was little I believed that the inside every stoplight there were a team of little men that worked to make the lights turn from color to color.
When I was little, I thought that each stoplight had three floors; one for each color. I envisioned gears of all sizes twisting and turning; staircases and ladders located on every floor; but the key element was these little, elf-like men the size of your finger. I thought of the men being short and a little scruffy kind of resembling Ernie; the advertising face for Keebler Fudge Striped Cookies. All the men on each floor worked together, every time the lights changed.
I used to believe that there were Hobbits inside traffic lights that changed the lights from green, to yellow, to red.
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