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I use to believe that where I saw the sky end is where the world ended and it was only just a few miles.
When I learned in school that the middle of the earth was filled with lava, I demanded that my mom buy me new shoes with thicker soles to be as far away from the lava as possible.
when i was young i used to believe that the sun goes down behind the mountains into the earth
At one point in my pre-pre-adolescence (e.g. seven, eight, nine years old), I had a distinct interest in nature. I'd spend hours outside, just staring at stuff. One of the things I really admired was rocks -- I'd throw them as hard as I could against the sidewalk to crack them open, I'd paint them, I'd name them, I'd put them in a tub of water to see if they'd turn all smooth like river rocks. I was always looking for the perfect rock, so I could carry it around and say, "look, I've found the perfect rock". But finally, after realizing that this perfect rock must be in another state or country, I decided I should just make my own rock. So I gathered a bit of mud, rolled it into a ball, shaped it a bit, shaped it a bit more because I wanted it to be absolutely 100% perfect, then I set it outside on the sun-heated concrete retaining wall. I'd sit by that bit of mud for hours at a time, waiting for that glorious moment when the sun dried it up enough that it'd turn into my wonderful rock. Alas, though, when it did become as dry as it could, my perfect rock merely crumbled up and broke my spirits. However, the next day I was right back out there, molding another one.
I used to believe that those tall chimneys you see that bellow out lots of steam/smoke and general pollution were entirely responsible for creation and maintenance of clouds in the sky
When I was little (about 7yrs) I always think that the movement of the clouds was because the earth goes around very fast
When I was little, we lived a 1/4 mile out of town and the highway cut through blasted rock. Seeing all the differents sizes of rocks, I thought the little rocks would someday grow up to be mountains. Just like kids grew up to be adults. Know better now!
when i was younger i read a science book that told me that the earth had layers.this stirred in me the belief that everything had layers and if i cut myself magma would start pouring out!
I used to believe that, we live inside earth and it always made me wonder, how could we see the whole sky then?!
When I was about 4 years old, I believed that everything had a black outline. After all, when you drew somthing with crayon, you drew the outline (in black) first, then filled it in. The reason you couldn't see the outline was because, on real things, the outline was very thin.
When I was little my dad made my brother and I believe that the wrapped up bales of hay in the fields were marshmellows from outer space.
Since the time I first heard of the fjords in Norway, I remember having two distinct misconceptions as to what a fjord is. My first was that a fjord was some kind of fruit -- totally wrong. Then later I had a notion that a fjord was some kind of festival -- equally wrong!
As a child growing up in Montana, when we would be riding in the car, up and down the rolling hills, I used to think that the earth was breathing (inhale.. uphill.... exhale...downhill).
I used to believe that every single slightly round stone r pebble was a fossilised dinosaur egg.
when i was younger, and more gullible, my uncle and i were driving through the country and we passed a farm and this farm had those big bushels of hay. well the one he pointed to was covered in the white plastic and told me it was a marshmallow..so for years i was convinced that there were farmers that grew giant marshmallows.
When I was little I thought smokestacks were cloud machines!
When I was 3, one day I was out in the garden with my mammaw. There was sunflowers that were over 7ft tall in the garden. I used to believe they were trees. So I told my mammaw, "I'm was gonna stomp down the big trees." So I did and when I finally got it to stomp down there was a big red worm under it. I screamed "Its a snake mammaw." WE both ran to the house and my pappaw came outside with a gun and when he saw the red worm he started laughing really hard. He said " Honey, its only a worm." I said "Well, whats the difference?"
I used to believe that acorns were bullets
When I was young I used to repeatedly ask my Mum what was over a hill we passed on the way to the shops (since it was in a city, it was not immediately obvious). Her reply, since she was anxious to get on, was always "nothing". For at least six months I thought this was literally true, and that the hill really did mark the end of the world. I don't think I really pictured this in an 'yawning abyss' way, but was just terrified that I would also become nothing if I crossed the hill. I only really stopped believing this when we travelled over the hill to go to a friend's birthdfay party, a journey which caused me no little fear.
When I was little and learning my colors, I used to think that the grass is green because the sky is blue and the sun is yellow!!!! Made sense then