I once went camping with a family of friends of the family (confusing, ain't it?) and they just so appened to have a three year old daughter. One night she woke me up and alerted me she had to use the bathroom. On the way back to our camp ground, I asked her if she could count for me (that sort of thing makes little kids proud). So she began counting. This is how she counted:
1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10... 7... 8... 9... 10... 7... 8... 9... 10... and so on.
She continued to count like this until I don't know when. All I know is that I fell asleep before she stopped and she started to count again when my dad asked her the same question the next morning.
A childhood belief about counting
others believed things like this
- I thought that Count Dracula was the count from Sesame StreetAnon
- I used to believe that it would take forever to count to 100— Jeff
- when i was in kindergarten i used to think that 100 was the highest someone could count!— Jessica
- I thought to count to one thousand you did 1-100, then 100-199, then came 1,000.— Anon!
- I used to believe there was a limit on the numbers you could count — Carmen
- My neighbors used to believe you could never count to 100 in a day, it would atleast take a week.
— raceystacyUS