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I used to believe (and still do?) that the earth hadn't been molten and retaining a centre of moltem metal, but had merely caught fire on the outside and a thin layer of molten earth remained. This was borne out by Jules Verne, in his 'Journey to the Centre of the Earth' book, So maybe I'm right?
I had resonantly learned that the Earth was round, so I thought an obvious consequence had to be that we would experience this: -“Ah, so that’s why there are hills – they are in fact the curving of 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.
When I was about 4 I used to say that touching the sky is easy just standing a ladder on top of a mountain and then you can touch it easily by your hands.
i used to believe that if you dug deep enough you would reach the other side of the earth. I also beleiveds that the cetnre of the earth was full of fire (not unlike a campfire) that you have to avoid otherwise you'd get burned.
A few years ago when I was in Grade 4, I used to believe that the sun would come up from a little pond in America and when it was time to rise, it would return to that little pond. Pretty dumb, hey?!
I used to believe that grass grew into trees. When we first moved into our home, there was a small tree in the front lawn that eventually grew very large. I noticed that my father would mow the lawn every week, because, he said, "Otherwise the grass will get too tall." I asked why he didn't mow the tree and he said "because we want it to get bigger." Since I liked the tree, I would beg him not to mow the lawn, so that we could have a forest in our front yard.
When I was a kid I used to believe we lived inside the earth. When I would look up at the sky I just saw it as the big blue dome that we found ourselves in. I think I didn't discover the actual truth until I was 7 or 8.
where i used to go on holiday there was this feild with a burnt patch in it,my dad told me thats where the sun went down.
When, I was a child, I used to believe that if I went to the top of a montain, you would fall in the space.
I used to believe that volcanoes were filled with ladybugs, and that a jazz band lived inside the bottom. When the volcano erupted it was the ladybugs dancing to the jazz bamd
When I first learned about fossils in early grade school I thought I could go into the far back yard and carefully place a leaf on a rock and in a few days it would become a fossil.
When I was little I thought smokestacks were cloud machines!
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!
When i was about 5 up until i was about 7 i used to believe that New York was on the other side of the mountains. So everytime my family and i went on a trip to the mountains i use to always say "yeah i'm going to New York!" Then wonder why we never ended up there later.
i used to believe the roaring sound that a motorcyle makes was actually the sky rumbling and i also believed that the sound the crikets or locust make was actually the sound the sun makes when its getting hotter (LOL)
Before I began kindergarten, I believed the earth was a massive land with lots of giant ponds splashed around here and there. I was absolutely devasted at seeing how small it was on a teacher's globe. I still remember seeing how small the continents were, surrounded by all of the blue, and felt so small and meaningless.
I used to believe the sky and the earth were join together.
I used to think an earthquake was an "earth cake" and I would picture a big cake made of dirt. So when my parents were watching the news about the earthquake that happened in our town on TV, I would think the ground would shake a lot and make a cake shaped thing. I never knew how it was possible
I once saw some hills in or near the desert around Kern, CA that looked tan with dark blotches on them. My dad told me they were cows eating grass. I figured it out that he was joking, but I still look twice to catch the herd moving.