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I used to believe the number 3 was pronounced 'free'. In Kindergarten when we had to say the numbers out loud, I was like "One, two, free, four..." and my teacher told me otherwise.
When I was about 4 I used to believe the very last number that you could count to was called 'tendy' (pronounced ten-dee), so whenever I got tired of counting I would just say 'tendy' and be finished.
When I was just starting school we had that ryhme "one, two, skip a few, 99, 100". I thought that was actually how you counted to 100 and that "skippafyu" was just another number that just didn't have a written version yet. I spent a lot of time trying to invent the written form of the number "skippafyu".
I used to believe that numbers had personalities.
1- msart guy who was married to 2
2- nice woman married to 1 who was secreytly in love with8, who was a bad number
5-evil but stupid and in love with number six
6- sorta evil but very beautiful
7- evil, in love with six, was very handsome and thats why six liked him
8- clumsy but evil and in love with 2
9- servant of the wise and good 10, but secretly plotting to overthrow him.
10-nice and wise, the best of them all and the most powerful
When we were in kindergarten, my friend kept tellng me it was impossible to count to 300. So I proved her wrong and she was shocked.
I used to believe that 6 take away any number you still had 6 left (Example 6-2=6). That theroy worked only on any number minus 0.
After the last one, I learned about a hundred, thousand, and a million. At this time I understood that you could have a million and one, and such, but I didn't know what came after 9,999,999. Embarrasingly, I somehow got it into my head that fazonga was the next number up, then after 99,999,999 (9 fazonga, 9 million, 999 thousand, 999) would be GAZONGA, which was actually a 100 million, then a billion would be a MAZONGA.
When I was four, I used to believe that I could only count to 10. Then my mom gave me 13 balls and asked me to tell her what the number was. I saw that they were a lot, so I suspected 10 because it was the highest. So I said 10, but it was wrong, and I didn't understand. I counted them. I stopped at 10. "Mum! There are 10 balls but 3 extra!" Mom said, "no, there are no extras, this number is called 13." then she taught me to count up to 20. At six, I also thought that 20 was the highest number, but I heard people saying things like 23 (which I now understood, from being taught adding, was 20 plus 3) and remembered what my Mom told me. So I thought, "hey, there's such thing as 20 + 3!" it got kind of confusing from there.
i guess im not the only one who made personalities for numbers, here i thought i had a problem or something. I always thought 9 was mean, because when you add 5 and 9 you get 14 instead of 15....yeah...and i always thought that the adding was a way of numbers helping other numbers, and subtracting was like numbers fighting( 6 says to nine "i dont like you, were not 15 anymore!!") i was so messed when multiplying and dividing came along.
I used to believe that all the numbers up to 20 had different personalities, like 5 had 4 children (1,2,3,4) and she was married to six who was always getting attacked by 7. This is how I remembered my math problems.
I had convinced myself that that "even" meant "1,3,5,7" and "odd" meant "2,4,6,8" because of the letters...one, three, and five all had "e's" in them, and seven had the word "even" in it...and two and four had "o's" in them, just like the word odd.
I have no idea how I managed to do so well in elementary school.
I learned to count with a deck of cards. When I got to school and was asked to count, I went "Ace, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, jack, queen, king, ace."
i made up personalitys for numbers when i was little.
9 was a sophisticated, classy mom, with a teenage daughter, who was number 6.
number 6 is in love with the 'run of the mill' number 5 (who's mom is number 8, and baby sister is number 3)
number 9 didnt like her daughter (6), dating number 5,because he wasnt classy, but it made number 6 happy, so 9 accepted it.
this is why 6 is my favorite number...
I used to believe that it would take forever to count to 100
I used to believe that numbers all had personalities
1 was the King of the numbers
2 was his wife
3 and 4 were the little kids
5 and 6 were older kids
7, 8 and 9 were older meaner numbers. I lways crack up with that joke why is 6 afraid of 7?
Because 7,8,9 (seven ate nine) I can relate, all the numbers had personalities!
when i was in kindergarten i used to think that 100 was the highest someone could count!
not mine, my kindergarten classmates's. i was always a VERY bright child (when i was 13 i found out from an actual iq test administered at a psychiatry place i was 99th percentile)and i always got very frustrated at my classmates. one day we learned to count above one hundred, and i was the only one who understood the pattern of 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, etc. everyone else thought you went right to 200 after 109, and it ended up it a big argument between the class and i. i just kept yelling over and over, "two hundred is just two ONE hundreds! you have to count all the way up to ANOTHER hundred, not to ten!"
when i was little, i used to count one, two...twenty-nine, twenty-ten, twenty-eleven...
I remember the first time I stayed up on New Years Eve was in 1983. When the clock struck twelve, I told my parents: 'now it's 2084', and was so proud about understanding the calendar system.
I remember one time I was riding in the car with my dad and I was showing off how high I could count (which must've annoyed my dad to no end) and I got stumped at 112...I asked what came next and he said, "Now you start over". So I thought 112 was the highest number possible until second grade. Good going, dad.