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When I was little, I used to think that there were little trolls sitting in the traffic lights, and they would shine their little colored flashlights when it was time for the lights to change.
I used to believe there were little tiny troll-like men who lived inside the traffic lights. I remember them: sitting behind a computer with several screens and buttons, etc. Man, were they ugly.
I also used to believe that red was stop, green was slow and yellow was go. Thank God I was proven wrong before I got my license.
when i was younger i used to believe that there were little men squished into traffic lights and they used to flick the lights on and off after they felt it was time to switch
when we were younger we use to think that there was tiny people in the stoplights that would press a button for it to change from red, green, and yellow.
I used to believe that miniature men worked in the stoplights and were responsible for changing the colors. I imagined that when their shift was over, they would come down an elevator inside the poles at the intersections.
when i was 6 i thought that in stop lights there were little mice that would run around and press random bottons. That is why people got in car accidents!!
When I was little about 3 or 4,before I learned about electricity and computers, I used to believe there were little people in the traffic lights to change the colors.
I used to believe that at the traffic lights there were little people inside the lights switching them to keep traffic moving slowly... Boy was I wrong....
i believed that inside traffic lights, there were little men that pulled a lever and the light would change. when the light was slow, i thought the lever was stuch or the men were on a lunchbreak.
I used to think there were gnomes living in traffic lights that changed them from red to green, etc.
i used to think that there was a baby sitting inside the traffic lights changing them ever so often, i got a little older, having learnt new things, i thought derr u cant keep a baby in there it must be a robot or even an alien!!
When I was little I thought that there where little tiny people or eleves inside stop-lights pushing buttons to make the lights change colors!
I used to think there were little men inside the traffic lights who would watch to see if cars were coming or not and change from green, yellow to red accordingly.
I used to think inside traffic lights there were 3 littlr people fighting over which color the light will be. I thought the yellow guy was the weakest since it almost never turns yellow
I used to beleive that traffic lights chaged because of a little man inside it, looking for cars, and changing the lights according to the traffic.
When I was little, I used to believe there were little people who lived inside the traffic lights. That they decided when to change the color. And when they did, they would hold up a card with the color on it. Then people driving in their cars would drive until the little people changed the colors. I was disappointed when I found out the truth.
When I was 7 years old or so, I used to believe there were little people inside traffic lights, changing the colors.
My sister thinks that there are elves in the traffic lights, and that they have different color butts, one red, one yellow, and one green.
I used to believe that traffic lights had little monkeys living in them. There were three, one for each light color. When it was time for their appropriate light to come on, they would jump on a little lever and it would light up. Then they would jump off when the lights changed.
Traffic lights always baffled me as a child with their mysterious powers of regulating the roadways. I used to believe that at every traffic light there was a man who worked in those little boxes on telephone poles whose job it was to watch the cars and press buttons to make the lights green when the roads were clear, and turn them red when he felt the cars should stop. Hour after hour, every day. It wasn't until when I was about six during a trip to Washington DC, I saw their traffic lights were horizontally placed, and somehow discerned from this that there could not be any little man in a little box somewhere regulating traffic, and I had been wrong all those years...
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