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When I was at the age of 7 or 8 a teacher at school was talking about how carpets and other household items wear out over time. She was explaining this while I was talking to the kid I was sharing the desk with (neither of us really paying much attention) until she said what we both thought was "I named my hall carpet near the front door half fred bear" instead of what she really said we discovered afterwards was she had to change her hall carpet because the area near the front door was half thread bare. We were both hysterically laughing for ages afterwards.
I used to believe that if you were vaccuuming a patterend carpet, you couldn't leave the end of the hose in one place, otherwise it would suck the pattern off! I believed this up until I was about 21...
I used to go to sleep with a night-on, but every morning it was mysteriously turned off. I honestly couldnt think of how this happened.
My grandfather used to tell me that if you ever ran over the vacuum's electrical cord while vacuuming you'd get electrocuted and die. For the longest time when I was helping around the house I'd get nervous while vacuuming and thinking that if I let my attention slip for one second, I'd be dead. Eventually I reasoned that this was probably a minor concern back when vacuums first came out and that I had little to worry about but I still don't ever run over the cord.
When I was about 2 or 3 and my mom would run the vacuum cleaner, I would hum along at what I thought to be the exact pitch. She used to tell me that if I hit matched it exactly, the vacuum would blow up. To this day, when I hear a vacuum, I hum along, but think of that and smile.
My grandfather used to tell me there was a little man named Yahootie that lived in the refridgerator and turned the light on when we opened the door. I always used to wonder how he could survive the cold.
I used to believe that switching the light on and off was morse code to burglars
In first grade, my class discussed fire safety and what to do if a fire starts in your home. One kid asked, "What if you don't get out of your house when there is a fire?" The teacher replied, "The firefighters would turn your room upside down looking for you." Well, I interpreted this literally. I envisioned a scuba-tank-looking pump that firefighters would hook up outside of your room, fill the space around the room with air, push a button, and voila, your room would literally turn upside down. That way, all of the furniture would fall to the ground and the firefighter would find you.
I used to believe JAWS lived in my water bed...(i was 8!!!) I spent many many nights sleeping on the floor cuz I felt his "dorsal fin" poking into my back!!!
i used to tell my sister that when you take something out of the freezer and it has bits of ice stuck to it, that they were ice animals and if you took them off the snow queen would come and get you.
When I was little, I used to believe that when you cooked food in the microwave, you had to run out of the room before the timer counted to 0 and it beeped, or else you would explode. I don't know why I believed that, since obviously, I never exploded.
At my grandparents house you have too go down a long hall way to get to the kitchen thought there were people watching me from the screen glass doors so i would ether run to the kitchen or make my dad go for me.It tended to need water at night (at odd times) So i would wakemy dad and tell him to get it .
I used to tell my little sister (around 5 at the time) that there were sharks in the carpet. I would pick her up and hold her down against it...she would FREAK out. She would jump over furniture to avoid the "sharks"
I used to believe that being grounded meant that your parents put you into a trap door in the ground to be punished.
We had a set of kitchen scales with a wheel at the back which you turned to adjust the needle to zero. This wheel was shaped like a 50p coin, so I used to think you had to insert 50p every time you used the scales, and that the coin had got jammed in the slot.
When I was younger, we used to have a small peice of painted wood that held and connected our stairs together. I used to think that it was what the builders used to swing down the stairs very quickly when they were building and painting our house.
When I was three, I “fed” the outlet because it looked, to me, like a sad, hungry face. Those faces must have been hungry, because I’d never seen anyone feed them. Immediately feeling responsible for the supposedly starving outlets, I pushed the crumbly graham cracker right into the plug holes.
Now, I was a pretty quick learner for a three year old, and I found out in about half a second that outlets are not, in fact, hungry.
i used to believe that there were gnomes (yes gnomes) in any room at my house when the lights were off. So when I went by a room with the lights off, i would run like the wind. I was also horrified of the dark. Beware of the GNOMES!!
when I was little we had refrigerator magnet of aunt jemima the maple syrup lady. and I thought that she was my aunt. Which is weird because she is black and my family is white. I probibly beleived that till I was 14.
i used to believe someone lived behind the radiator