media: radio

When I was younger I believed when you turned on the radio people were singing live to me and only me, when my friend asked me if I had heard Down town I said yes, so did many other people I thought WOW this singer must have sung this song more then 1,000,000 tines a day

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.

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.

When I was little I used to believe that when the NPR station said "this program is brought to you by you, our listeners," I thought that they were talking about a kind benefactor named U.R. Listeners who always sponsered public radio.

I used to believe that songs on the radio were performed by tiny little bands in my trunk. Every single band on Earth was microscopically there, hidden in the thin carpet, and every once in a while they had a chance to perform with their supersonically loud voices.

I used to beleive that there were little people in the radio. So one night I sat up all night waiting for the little people to come out so I could can't them and put them in my doll house. My sister ask me what was I doing and I told her, she told me that there were no people in there and to go to sleep. I went to bed, still defiantly believing that there were people in there, and having a good time to.

I used to believe that there were tiny humans inside the radio. These tiny humans loved music so much that they played and sang all day long, resting only when the tiny human announcer would do the commercial breaks and the news.

i was 12 before i knew there were such things as radio stations. i knew the radio played music but i had no idea how and certainly didn't think there was more than 1 person controlling the whole thing...

I used to believe that the tiny little people that live in radios and record players made to music, and when you turned it off, that was when it was their dinner time

when I was young I use to think that there were little people in the radio with big mouths talking through the radio so then each time my dad turns on the radio i always bring a weapon just in case the little men would come out!

I used to believe that there were little people in the radio singing.And one day i asked my dad "how did u get a licence to own the little people inthe radio daddy?" and he told me the real thing

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.

I used to believe that there was one big man in the radio and another big man in the speaker box and that the big man in the radio would tell small little men something and they would run along the wire and tell the man in the speaker box what to say or sing.

When I was little, I was convinced that musicians lived inside the radio...little versions of them, that is!

I used to believe when I was very very young that the sound coming out of radio sets was made by very tiny little people.Probably tinier than a third of my pinky then.
My older sibling actually did well to enhance that believe.Well,my kid brain used to think there was a whole world in those tiny boxes.Now I know better;)

I use to believe all the people singing on the radio were IN the radio.