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- Firemen start fires.
- Getting fired means being set on fire.
- You can be literally anything you want - animal, vegetable or mineral
When I was about six, my cousin told me that a stipper was a dancer, like a ballerina. When ever anyone would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up I would respond with "I want to be a stripper!" Needless to say, they still haven't let me live that one down.
Yea,there is no doubt that the children think in there own way and perhaps it would have been a better world sometimes if the cids was in charge.I remember one time when i was a smal kid and was going to the town Copenhagen in the neighbour country Denmark.Was sitting there with my father in a sunny summer day and enjoyed my icecream when two wath i thinked realy fine dressed ladys was pasing our bench there we was sitting and looking at people.I told my father wath it probably was some realy rich ladys considering the nice cloths they was having,He laughd and lay one hand on my shoulder and told me that these fine looking ladys was something they caled prostitues.Didnt have a clue in this time to wath this was so i still think they looked realy pritty.Now he is realy old but sometimes we use to laugh at storys like these from the past when he never ever gets tired to hear them!. :)
i used to believe that doctors and nurses and firemen and policemen - or woman. didn't die and so i set my mind on becoming a nurse when i was older!
well i was about 4 lol lol lol
This is really my brothers, he used to think plumbers picked pmubs. He got confused because he knew our grandfather had been was a plumber and he always went plumb picking with our Pop to make homemade jam. He was about seven before he figured it out.
When I was in third grade, I thought my dad was a spy. He used to travel to all these weird places around the world and send post cards telling my brothers and I that he was "fishing."
I finally got sent to the principles office for lying (of course I told everyone he was a spy). Didn't stop me thinking it though.
It was when I was in about kindergarten. We were to reply to the question 'What do you want to be when you grow up?' I figured that since an artist was someone who did art, than a racist was a race car driver. After I spoke my words proudly, the teachers and my parents, plus a bewildered audiance started cracking up.
When I was younger, I used to believe that my mom worked as the tooth fairy. I thought that she got gold dollers from the bank, put it under my pillow, and took my tooth and...well I don't know what she would do with teeth, but that is what I thought.
When I was in first school I started noticing that my friends in fourth year (9 years old, very grown-up!) would vanish over the summer and not be there when I came back in September. I asked one of the classroom helpers where they went; she said they were leaving the school. For another year and a half I believed that once you were nine years old you had to leave school and go to work... in my mind it was never normal office-type work either but something like mining or working in a factory full of smoke. Maybe in Victorian times I would have been almost right.
when I was little, in preschool I think. we started learning about safty (look both ways, don't talk to strangers ect.). for some reason, I though that saftey was a guy that ran around punishing people who were unsafe.
When I was about five years old my dad had the chance to be a supervisor at a local Boeing. He declined the offer, and came home and told my mum about this offer he got, but rejected the idea, I heard what he was saying and got mad at him, and said "I wanna be a supervisior", all because I thought you got to wear a special "visor", and that meant you were royalty.
I always thought the coast was the best place in the world, and so I didn't think anyone had to work there unless they really wanted to. So I wanted to get a house by the coast so I wouldn't have to work.
I guess i never understood as a child why people went to work. I always wonderd why adults did this and never could figure it out.
I used to believe when I was child that what elder people can do in their office work, even we children can do better if we are given a chance.
When i was little i used to believe that they put food coloring into the ocean because it always looked blue and the water out of the faucet was clear. So when i was asked what i wanted to be when i grew up i told everyone i wanted to be a ocean colorer... no wonder everyone looked at me funny.
When i was young i used to believe that a person had a job where they but blue food coloring into the ocean to make it blue. Since the water that came out of the sink was always clear i thought they were trying to make the ocean more interesting so more people would come.
i used to beleive that the prefix "self" meant "un" or "not" (god knows why, but i was reminded of this because my son recently made a similar mistake so i cant be the only one - it just felt like it meant that)#
anyway - because of that my mum once asked me what i wanted to do when i grow up
i said "self employed"
my mum said "oh, great, so what are you going to be doing then?" and i of course, said
"nothing of course (like, duh) cos i had truly meant unemployed. needless to say this didnt go down too well ...
unemployment is an ambition i have tried diligently to realise and i am proud to say that i have indeed enjoyed several long sabbaticals in accordance with my childhood dream, with only short intervals of regular employment to spoil things
When i was a kid, i wanted to be a maid because i thought that my maid was getting paid soooo much money ($400 a month seemed like a lot to me) and she got to hang out at home all day
I used to believe that the "Employees Only" room in the back of the store was where the employees lived.
Whan I was younger I never understood why someone would like to be a a boss. The boss is the one that has to pay all the workers, and why would you wnat to have a job were you have to pay instead of getting paid.
I don't know why, but I used to believe that matches got sulphur on one end because people sat at a table, dipping each match in it. I pictured it as a factory of some sort, and I felt sorry for the people having that as a job, because it must have been very boring.