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When I was about five my older brother was taking apart a broken radio (he wanted the magnet in the speaker). When it was open I was shocked to not see "the little people inside that play all the music." In my imagination, I even knew what they looked like.
I asked my Dad how radios worked. He answered by batteries. I could not understand how they got all that news and music into the batteries ahead of time.
When I was little my mom listened to the radio and I thought that some guy had a radio and spoke into the radio and the sound would come out of the other radios. So, when I was little I spoke into the radio and thought people around the world heard me and that I was then famous.
When I was a little girl I thought that there were tiny people in car radios who were doing all the singing and talking...although I know this isn't true, now that I'm almost 50 years old, I still like to pretend those little people are in there doing their thing!
When I was 3, I used to think that people were singing on a stage inside the radio.
Thinking there were gazillions of singers inside the speakers, i wondered how they would cut off when you pushed a button, and how they would know how to get louder and softer and stuff like that. I also couldnt figure out how they would know which one was supposed to sing. The thing that really puzzled me though was how they knew when to do the little ajsdkgmklfdjhlx,kfdjhg(jibberish) thing when the tapes were rewound....this was about when i was 4.
I used to believe that in the radio speakers, there were tiny people that lived there and a scary man would hold a gun and force the other people to sing.
I used to believe that if you spoke into the speakers that they would hear it at the radio station.
I used to belive there were little guys inside the radio and they would sing and talk for you.
I used to think that when a song finished on the radio it would play again on the next station
I used to think that cars with radios had ants in the boot that sang all the songs and trained for years to change their voices so nobody would know they were there.
I used to believe that when I was in the car listening to the radio, that the singers were actually in the trunk playing and that they were tiny hahaha stupid
I thought that there were little people in the radio singing songs.I tried to look in and pull the people out.I was afraid that if I turned off the radio I would kill the people and the police would get me.
When I was about four, I believed that inside the radio were several tiny men playing instruments and singing.
When I was about 4 my sister told me on a car ride that the radio contained little people that sang and played guitar. I once stuffed some bread in the cassette player because I thought they might be hungry.
I used to believe that the radio was a luxury: my mother was the only one who could use it, and I was in a state of shock when I heard the people next to us listening to the exact same station. It took my mom a month to get through my head the the radio was free, and could be publicly accessed at any time.
I always wanted to be a disk jockey. I was going to be TJ the DJ. This all went fine until I learned that the DJ used records, then I lost interest. Up until that point I thought it was the actual bands playing because when I listened to the radio the DJ would all ways say, "Up next is....". I assumed they were all at the radio station waiting their turn to play.
i used to believe that there was a little person sitting inside the box called 'radio' and reading the news.
I believed that when you heard someone singing on the radio, they were actually IN the radio singing into a microphone. I always wondered how they could change people so fast (like when the songs changed), until I asked my grandmother and she set me straight :)
As a child, I could never understand why people 'broke records' on the radio. I loved listening to records, and thought if they were just breaking them, they could send them to me instead.