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I used to believe when I was young that little rocks grew into bigger rocks. Now I know its actually the other way around.
I used to believe that the sky is blue because it reflects the oceans.
I used to believe that there really was a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow- but it was always at the end furthest to where I was!
I think I was in first or second grade when a teacher first mentioned the idea of continental shifts, and the concept made me depressed, sad and scared.
I used to believe that someone from my family could easily get stuck on another continent, South America let's say, just as it drifted away from us on North America. I would then be separated from my brother or sister, whoever the unlucky person was to be, and never see them again. I used to get sad thinking about how much I would miss them.
I was terrified of electricity pylons and thought they were huge men striding across the landscape (bit potty I was!)
for the longest time I thought that people lived on the inside of the planet earth! I just couldn't figure out where the wheather came from ...
I used to believe that when winter came and it snowed the grass just died or went away for the winter.
i used to believe that land was floating like surfboards from this i concluded that with a good push we could collide with other countries. after my brother saw the film Jaws and explained it to me in great detail i then believed that sharks could burst up through drains and cracks in the pavement and needless to say, have avoided all cracks and drains since.
When I was 4 or 5, I loved gems. I always wanted to see them, and then I would look at them. Well, you know how gems are mined out of caves and stuff, and then they are all cut into brilliants and stuff? I used to believe that gems were found, ALREADY cut.
When I was young, I remember seeing a Sesame Street episode where a mountain was shaped like Mr. Snuffleupagus. I spent years looking at every mountain we drove by to see if I could find that mountain. Even now I catch myself looking at mountains and remembering what I used to believe!
I used to believe the world was just some big guy's head and he was always sleeping. An earthquake would happen because he was moving in his sleep, and volcanoes would erupt because he had to sneeze. I always thought though that when and if he woke up, the world would be gone so I would always try to be quiet and good so I wouldn't destroy the world.
When traveling, I used to believe the hills and mountains were graves for giants.
I used to believe that each state in the continental US had a big red line painted around its border, like on a map of the US. When on vacation with my family, I eagerly looked for these lines when we crossed state boundaries, and was very disappointed to not see them!
When we used to drive past farmlands with those giant circular haybales that look like Shredded Wheat cereals, I thought that the farmers had grown them, like lettuce. I wondered how it was done, because the times I tried planting Shredding Wheats in the ground nothing came up..
When I was young, about 5, my mom told me that a bog was a place where when you go in and come out you turn into a mummy. The visualization I got from this was a hole 3x3 feet big, with green fog coming out of it, and mummys coming out of it.
that the mountains that i could see in the distance from my house were the barrier of everything. every other state or country had to be somewhere between the ocean on one side and the mountains on the other.
I know the world is round but used to believe there had to be an end to it somewhere... where was this - and was there a fence there keeping everyone in? I used to think that if you found this fence and climbed over it you would just fall off the end of the world and float in space forever.
That the earth was inside a gigantic envelope, and the stars were pinholes in the envelope.
Until I was about 9 I believed that all the globes and maps of the world used by people who lived south of the equator were upside-down to ours in the northern hemisphere with the south pole at the top.
I grew up surrounded by canefields in South Florida, near Lake Okeechobee. I thought the whole world was one cane field after another.