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I used to believe if a sang a song at stoplights, they would turn green. It was the to the tune of the Power Rangers song. It went "Go go green light! Go go! Go go!
When i was younger my dad told me that if a red light seems to be taking a long time to press the garage door opener and it would make the light change... i believed him to cause every time her did it the light would change!
When I was a child I used to belive tha there was a man under the road working the traffic lights. I used to press the button harder and look more eager in case the man saw me and made the lights change quicker!
When I was little my mom used to tell me that the traffic lights had computers in them. I would imagine little mice coming to work each morning to work these big computers. Kind of like the ones on Star Treck.
I use to believe that traffic lights were operated by like oompa-loompa people under the ground and there were cameras placed all around the intersection so thast when there was too many cars in a lane, they would switch the lights.
my Dad told me that it was against the law to stand at a pelican crossing with a digital watch, because if the alarm went off a blind person may step out into the road and be killed.
I thought when you click the button on a traffic light all the cars in the world shut off so you could cross the street!
I used to believe that there was only one light bulb for each direction in traffic lights and that little elevators were used to move the lights up and down to the red, yellow, and green windows.
When I was very young (3-4) I use to think there were little men/creatures/elves...whatever you want to call them...that lived in traffic lights and they were responsible for changing the colors. I can remember getting stuck at a really long red light and I was sitting in the backseat thinking..."Gosh, this guy is NOT doing his job! He must be asleep..." Silly me!
When I was growing up, my friend's dad was always able to count down exactly when a red light would turn green. I never understood how he could tell the future, until one day I mentioned to my friend how cool her dad was and she told me he just watched the other lights, and when they turned yellow he'd start the count down.
My brother used to tell me that the lighthouse was a signal for babysitters to report to the office because there is a baby in need of sitting.
My parents used to tell us that if we blew at the traffic lights hard enough it would change. Must've been hilarious for them watching us puffing away!
I used to believe that there were people or something under the traffic lights waiting to switch them back to don't walk. How else did they switch back when people stopped walking over. I couldn't see what ever it was, so presumed they were UNDERGROUND, so whenever I crossed a road i used to tap dance and stamp so they wouldn't switch before i crossed.
You know how at some stop lights there will be a green arrow and you have to go the direction the arrow is pointing? Well when I was little, I would always worry that when the light turned green, it would be an arrow, and it would make us go a direction we didn't want to go. I didn't realize that there were different lanes for different directions... woops!
When I was younger, I believed that the way the stoplights at intersections worked, were by construction men in underground dirt rooms, looking at the traffic through tiny cameras. And they decided when to change it from green to red. I still have no idea why 'till this day.
When I was younger, my mom told me how traffic lights and street lights worked. I thought she was totally lying, and so I became convinced that all the lights that moved or turned on at certain times were operated by tiny gnomes who sat around and knew when to change the light.
I used to think that my mom controlled the traffic lights because she'd say the incantation that the Sesame Street magician said, right as the other light was turning yellow. So she'd say, "A la peanut butter sandwiches," and the light would instantly turn green!!!
From when I was like 3 to 10 I used to think that there was a HUGE room with little moniters in it and there was one guy in a swirly chair with wheels and he controlled the lights. When I was like 7 I realized this was impossible I concluded that his chair automaticly went to the next light that needed to be changed (by magic of course). This soon made me think that only one traffic light in the whole world changed at a certain time.
My Dad always said he had telepathy for when lights would turn green. I could only come to the conclusion that he did actually have superpowers...not actually some genius idea to look at when the other light turned red.
When I was young I used to believe that "traffic light changer" was an actual occupation, and it involved sitting in a little office underground at an intersection, with something like a submarine telescope which stuck out of the ground above you so you could watch the traffic and know when to switch the light from red to green.
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