around the house
I used to believe that when I hit some objects they suffered like a living being and so I had to be kind with them.
I used to think you could die if you jumped half way down the stairs.
I used to think that when you saw a children's stairgate in somebody's house, it meant there was something fun upstairs, like a playground or toyshop, and was rather disappointed to realize that it was just to prevent toddlers from falling down the stairs, although I must have used one myself, although I don't remember!
I used to think the smell of hoovering was sort of like makeup or talcum powder, although it's really just the dust.
I used to believe that some crocodiles could come out from under the couch
I was staying at my grandparents' place and their spare bedroom has a large window leading to a huge (like the size of a room) abandoned aviary.
Well, I woke up in the night, looked up, and saw my reflection in the window. Being half asleep, I thought it was another person and shouted, "Ah! There's a girl in the aviary!".
I used to think that the bath support rail in my great gran's flat was some sort of emergency slide rail, and if she was suddenly hurt or even dead, an air ambulance would land on the roof and the paramedic team would slide through the ceiling, like with those sliding polls that you get in playgrounds!
I used to think that when you went in a lift, the doors would go up and down with the lift inside, and never understood why they were still there when the person was inside.
I used to think, before going abroad for the first time, when I was 9 and went to Portugal, that staying in holiday apartments would be like staying in my great gran's flat. (:
When I was a child I used to believe that the handle of my parent's bedroom was alive during the night. I could see every night the same show: 2 little metal people were talking about us.
When I was a kid I thought that most people did not wear pajamas top bed. Obviously some other people did because pajamas existed and you could buy them in stores. But, for some reason, I thought most people just wrote regular clothes to bed. Our family was different somehow.
I believed that the lady that you heard announcing the time on the phone literally sat at her job in front of a microphone, around the clock without stop, 24/7. I wondered how she ever slept or ate.
As a toddler, I was particularly interested in the secretive little bird that lived inside the cuckoo clock on our living room wall. When he wasn't peeking out of his little door to announce the hour, I believed that he spent most of his time performing very complicated tasks to operate the clock and to keep it running accurately.
I thought that the sign for "babies can't use this toy" which depicted a frowning baby face with a line through it meant "no sad babies allowed".
When i was younger, i used to run in the corridor when the light was off because i tought a monster was going to attacked me
The clear tape dispenser on my 1st grade teacher's desk fascinated me. Since we didn't have a tape dispenser at home, I didn't know how they worked. So I surmised that the tape dispenser itself was what created the tape - out of thin air and in unlimited amounts. I begged my parents to buy me a tape dispenser because I had so many ideas of things I could make if I had unlimited tape. My hopes were crushed when I eventually witnessed my teacher opening the dispenser, throwing out the empty tape spool, and putting in a new one.
When I was a child, I used to believe that inside a lamp, there was fire
When I was a child I used to believe that if some shoe was upside down, someone in my family could die.
I thought US mail imprinted on the mailbox on the mailbox meant "us" mail or "our" mail for my family.
I also thought the traffic on the highway were vehicles going from and to the same place my family was travelling.
Self-centered, I know. Lol.
The ping-pong table was Table Tennis
The air hockey table was Table Hockey
The foosball table was Table Soccer
So the logical conclusion is that the pool table was Table Golf.