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I used to think that train drivers actually steered, and that it was incredibly hard to keep the wheels of the train exactly on top of those narrow tracks.
I was crazy about trains, but this huge responsability made me not want to be a train driver.
When I was 3, I went on a trip with my father that involved going on a commuter train. I was the only child on the train that I could see, and I was terrified that the conductor would come and throw me out because this was obviously a grown-up train.
My friend lived not very far from railway line. During the 'hussle and busstle' of a normal day the trains were not noticed butwith the quiet of the evening and night, the express trains would pass by with the usual train type sounds.... she thought the sound was the moon passing over the house!
when i was little i used to wonder how trains turned around!!!
I used to believe that trains were full of small horses inside. And those small horses' legs were responsible for the train movement.
I used to believe that the 'Flying Scotsman' was a guy in a beret and kilt zooming around the sky like a superhero - not just a boring old train. Sam aged 10.
Sam also used to believe that The Beetles were a group of animated cartoon insects that sang.
As a child, my mother lived near railroad tracks. She and her siblings would throw pebbles at the passing trains, trying to hit them. One time my mom was the only successful kid, and watched the train continue on it's way. Well, for some reason the train derailed on the corner down the tracks, spilling it's load of nickels everywhere. For years my mom believed she knocked that train over with her pebble.
We used to live a couple miles from a big lake and on the other side of it ran a railroad track. I was very small, but remember the time I heard the train and kept watching for it to come around the curve in the road that ran in front of our house.
I used to believe that ferry boats were trains that moved above water. Then the first time I was in one, I spent the whole trip trying to see the railtracks beneath the water line. I don't have to say that I couldn't see any.
When I was little and I was in kindergarden we went to the train station to see a train inside. Then one of my mates said the train was about to leave, but in portuguese, wich is my country, the train leaving can be said like the train is going to brake, so I was really scared, because I thought that the train was going to break by half with us inside
When I was little I thought that trains crossed from one track to another like you could do with cars in Scalextric, by the driver shifting a joystick to the left or right.
Nobody told me they had connecting tracks at junctions!
I used to think that the clinker and gravel you see between the rails and sleepers on the railway line was actually the "remains" of people having used the lavatories on the trains.
If you looked really hard out the train window while going through the tunnel under the river, you would be able to see the fish right up close...
When I was very young I remember my parents taking me on our first holiday abroad. It was to Italy, and as air travel was expensive then, we went on what was known as "the boat train". They led me to believe (or maybe it was my imagination!)that we took the train down to Dover where it was loaded on a boat and sailed to France- was them offloaded and continued it's journey.
I remember trying to work out how long this boat must have been!!!
i used to think that large trains worked by remote control, because i never saw the drivers. i also thought that subways didn't have tracks and could just slide along like worms in tunnels. growing up in country south australia, this belief lasted a long time, as i had never seen a subway until a trip to sydney when i was 9.
I used to believe that trains ran along the roofs of houses. I had yet to discover the concept of perspective.
i used to believe that all train tracks were electric. Told to me by my parents to stop me playing on them once.
i used to believe that.... when trains went over the Forth Rail Bridge in Edinburgh the would go up along the top and back down instead of through the middle.....if uve seen it ull know what i mean
There was this travel agency in my neighbourhood that was also selling train tickets. Actually, they had in their window this ad with the local train company's logo on it. As a little girl, I was really impressed by trains and was dying to get in one someday. So, my aunt told me one day, near the travel agency, that we would go there and take the train together. She must have forgotten telling me about buying tickets, because starting from that day, I believed that the train was passing in the agency building. I thought it was deep in the ground, near the subway station, and that we would have to go down a lot of stairs. It was a really big thing in my head, thinking that my little neighbourhood was big enough to have an underground train station. It took me awhile to realize that it would be impossible to have such a train station, espacially since there was one downtown... My mother laught when this year (I'm 23 now), I told her about this story.
My dad used to be a driver on the old steam trains
Whenever we were waiting at the level crossing gates my dad always told me which direction the train would be coming from, when I enquired how he was always right he said "I can smell em, I can smell em". Of course he was looking at the signals
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