media: radio

I used to believe that when I listened to the car radio, the D.J.'s were actually INSIDE the radio. The ironic thing is that I'm now a morning D.J. and no, I'm not inside the radio!

I used to believe that you could only listen to 'AM' radio in the morning, and 'FM' radio at night, though i could never figure out why it was called FM radio when it was PM at night.

i thought that when a band came on the radio that they had been shrunk down in order to fit into a radio & be broadcast in homes. i remember trying to take off the face of the radio to see if i could see through it to the beatles. my little fantasy was blown when my sister was on the radio when she was asked a question at a basketball game. i was suspicious that she wouldn't let herself be shrunk so i asked her when she got home... she laughed for quite a while.

--I was sure that the sounds coming out of our stereo speakers were made by little men who lived inside the stereo cabinet. i was really excited because I thought the Monkees lived in there. I used to talk to them through the speaker. "I love you Davey. No, I love peter. No wait, Mickey."

The truck we had when I was little had an old radio with knobs for the volume and tuning. I thought the volume knob was remotely connected to the people's noses and turning the knob twisted their noses, therefor making them yell louder.

When I was about six or seven I used to listen to the radio a lot. Then I wondered where the music came from. I used to think that there was little people singing in the radio and every time I went in the car I would turn the radio on and off and look into the speakers. I also thought why would people want to see famous people if you can see them in the speaker? It made no sense......

This isn`t really my belief, but my son`s. He was four years at that time, and had just got a small radio. Many times, ha asked me to open the radio, but he didn`t tell me why, until one day... Then he said: Mama, please open the radio, I want to see the little man inside it! I asked, what little man? He said: The man who is sitting inside the radio, talking and singing, I want to see him, can`t we let him out now?

I used to believe there were little people and whole tiny orchestras inside the speakers of my parents' stereo. How else could the voices and music come from them??

When I was young I had a very old fashioned radio that my dad gave to me.....and I used to think that all of the music and radio dj's were being broadcast from many years ago......I didn't realise that old radios could pick up modern broadcasts?????

When I was about 5 or 6, I used to believe that when I turned the radio off, then back on again later, it would carry on playing where it left off. After all when I did it quickly it did, and if I left it a while I couldn't remember what was on before anyway...

Or maybe they just had a really short playlist back then

I used to think a little man lived inside the radio. So I would always look into the speaker box to try to find him. I had no idea that these people were actually in a studio.

I used to believe…

That inside the car radio were a quartet of very little men in red-and-white vertical striped suits with straw hats and canes, and they were singing (in harmony) the tunes I was hearing come out of the speaker. They were dancing too, though why I don't know, since I couldn't see them. Sometimes my invisible friend Fudda was one of them.

I used to believe that there was a bunch of little people that lived in the radio. I would always be afraid to turn it up too loud because i didn't want them to have to scream and get sore throats. If we were going on long trips I would insist that my parents turn off the radio every so often to give the people inside a break. I was about four or five when my mom finally figured out why i didn't like the music too loud.

when i was about 3-4 i belived that the singers , dj's etc were tiny tiny people talkin to us or playing music and every so often i would talk into the speakers and say "are you ok in there?"

when i was small we listened to the rugby on the wireless (radio) with our father the all blacks in south africa i coul not understand how that many people could fit inside that small radio

I also believed there were little people playing music in my parents radio until one day I took it apart-I thought I killed them.

I never got another one.