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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 used to believe that numbers up to ten had genders:
I can't believe how many people associated numbers with gender! Although I know that there's no real connection, I still can't help feeling that even numbers and 0 are feminine, and odd numbers are masculine. Some, like 10 and 30, are a bit ambiguous.
I used to believe that if 1+1=2, then 2+2=3
Thanks to a vividly pictured counting book, I thought the numbers 0-9 were either male or female and had personalities. I came to dislike some of the numbers they pictured scowling. I'm not sure but I think this contributed to my lifelong hatred of math.
ok, here we go. no, i was not crazy...i thought that every number was a person. 1 was stuck up because it was the first number, 2 was in love with 1(because 1+1=2), 3 was crazy(idk why), 4 was humble, 5 was mean, 6 was fun, 7 was the most powerful one, 8 was kind, and 9 was smart. I also thought that 0 was the saddest number because it was refered to as nothing.
I had a little number puzzle where you fit the numbers 1-12 into notches. When I finished, I was so proud, because I could count all the numbers on the puzzle, and I was convinced that since 12 was such a huge number to a small child, there were no numbers higher, so I'd triumphantly shout, "Look! I can count to the end of the numbers," at random intervals.
When I found this site randomly a little while ago, I almost immediately looked for beliefs about numbers. The reason for this is because I wanted to find out if I was the only freak who subconciously associates numbers with genders and personalities. :P (Not that other people who think that are freaks or anything, just that I felt like one.) Whoever said 9 was "manipulative".. yeah, I thought that too. I also thought of the numbers like 7 and 3 as mean. 7 and 8 are enemies. 2 is everyone's friend. 9, 8 and 5 are female. 8 is kind of naive. And so on.
Well, I think it is a really weird belief. *laughs* I hadn't even ever told anyone about it until I was explaining it to my brother a couple of weeks ago.. he thought I was crazy. ;) Oh well.
To this day i can still think of numbers and picture what color they are...1 is red, 2 is blue, 3 is yellow, etc.
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I used to believe that 7 times 12 was equal to 83 or 84, depending on the math problem.
when i was younger, i loved playing make-belief. i pretended i was a teacher and i picked up a crayon and wrote HUGE 1...2...3's on the wall in red! my kindergarten teacher uses white board so it erases away easily..i thought i could do that to the wall too..
daddy and mommy shrieked when they came back..i ran to hide... oopsie
I used to believe that odd numbers were male and even number were female. So in my head they were all dating. 1 was dating 2. 3 was engaged to 4. 5 was married to 6. And 6 was cheating on 5 with 7. ( I don't know what happened to 8,9,0... )
When I was little, I was confused with the decimal system. It's easier to show as an example how I counted: "..., twenty-eight, twenty-nine, twenty-ten, twenty-eleven, twenty-twelve", and so on. When the count reached "twenty-nineteen", the next number (twenty-twenty) just didn't seem to make sense. It took me over a year to realize that the number after 29 is 30.
i used to believe that the number 4 was female, 5 was male and 6 was female.
4 and 6 would fight over 5 because they were so jealous of each other for being right next to him
i used to believe that 6 and 7 were girlfriend and boyfriend and that 8 loved 6 a lot and so was jealous of 7 and 7 always protected 6 from 8 coz he knew.
When I was in kindergarten, every Wednesday I went to this place where I visited this man who built obstacle courses for me to do. He also liked to spray shaving cream on the mats so we could write words and draw pictures in the shaving cream. One day we decided to write and solve some simple math problems in the shaving cream, and the guy wrote out one problem that really puzzled me. My brain did not certainly record my response, but I wall all like "What the heck? The letter A is not a number!" This was the first variable I ever solved for in my entire life.
It always confused me when my mom would ask someone what "percent" certain they were, and they would answer 80% or 90%. I thought, if you're certain, you're certain, and these people all must have an agreed upon number that would mean they are certain. Finally, my mom asked me the question one day, and I asked her "out of what number?" I thought it was a perfectly intelligent question (since the number could be anything) and she said 100. So I was 100% certain. What bothered me though, was that I would still hear other people quote other percents, yet my mom always told me the number was 100. It took me a while to realize you didn't always have to be 100% certain!
i used to secretly think that numbers were rally letters dressed up to disguise themselves
I also believed that numbers had personalities. 6 and 8 were best friends, and they worked on this special project (14) together. 9 was mean, tricking other numbers into giving up their rightful places in the teens. 8 and 9 were sometimes friends, but 8 like 9 more than 9 liked 8.
Before I started kindergarten, I used to beleive that there were only 12 numbers, 1-12. I thought this because at the moment, my fave number was 12 :P lol. (I was also under the impression, "Save the best for last", so 12 was the last number). dont get me wrong, I was pretty smart, i knew all of my ABC's! (but i knew there were 26 letters of the alphabet...) my know-it-all cousin who was the same age as me, finally set me straight and told me that numbers went on forever! man, i was soo disapointed! :'(