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when i was about 7, i thought the moon was made of cheese, my dad told me it was true
About the time I was in pre-school, the family was riding in the car as we were moving cross country from the east coast to the west coast. On one of those days, as it passed into the night, I asked my mom what happens to the Sun after it goes down for the night. She asked me what I thought happened and I told her that after the Sun goes down it seperates into a bunch of tiny specks and becomes the stars and that by morning they gather back together into the Sun.
She responded, "That's exactly what happens."
I believed it for the next several years.
I thought there was a different moon in every country.
when i was little i thought the sun was a giant light bulb
when i was little i thought the moon was a cookie
O used to think that we lived INSIDE the world; that the blue sky was the inside of a big hollow ball. I knew that "space" was all black and full of stars, and try as they might, my parents could not convince me that the blue sky was caused by the sunlight coming through a waterbased atmosphere. Come to think of it, that still kinda sounds bunky to me. :) And don't even asked me how I thought we GOT to outer space. I think I thought we launched rockets out little windows or something. It was a while before it clicked.
when i was 5 years old i thought that little elves lived on each star and use a candle to lit it up. and there were lots of elves on the moon they all hold hands and light the moon up with candles my mum was worried she took me to the hospital 3 times
I used to believe that the planet Earth just like other planets is far way from us in the sky where we see stars and we live on a place with a ground and trees and everything else
When my parents told me about the man on the moon I not only believed in him but actually thought I could see him and the craters I could see were what I reconned to be his face, They are a bit hazy and I sometimes thought I was getting him mad as it changed. I used to say mean things to the moon and decided I didn't like him.
When I was little I used to think of the night sky as a BIG blanket and the moon and stars where holes in the blanket and if you looked real close through the holes they called stars you could see shadowy figures going by.
I used to believe that beyond the visible limits of the sky there is a garden of wonders.In that garden everything good(chocolates,toffies etc) were available in limitless quantity.You had to take a rocket to reach that pIace.I thought that all the space explorers like Yuri Gagarin et all actually went to explore that garden & take a munch at the goodies.
I used to belive that if we could find the light switch that controlled the sun, we could control the world.
I used to think that whenever there was an eclipse and it was all over the news, the world was actually going to end. And I always was reliefed when it didn't and said that maybe next time they would. Nobody took the time to explain me that it was only temporary,
I used to think that stars are made by God for children to stop crying, to enjoy and they are our toys to make us happy and they do not twinkle but wave to us.
when i was 10, I used to believe that the moon was reachable for me using a knot.
When i was a little kid, i lived in Germany, and i always thought the moon as the other side of the Earth. Everyone would always talk about the US, and that's where i thought it was. Plus we learned about landing on the moon in school, and i really had no clear understanding of flying. Pretty stupid when i look back on it.
In childhood I used to belive that we, all human live inside the earth. There is giant hole on the top of the earth and we see the stars through that hole. I used to believe that all the Rockets to Moon had to pass through that hole to go to Moon.
i used to believe the atmosphere had a door and a code like in spaceballs and when spaceships went through it they could only go through that door.
When I was 8 I've read about black holes. Black hole sucks everything... I thought it's inside my toilet.
I remember being four or younger when I first came up with this.
It worried me that the universe was infinite - or rather, because 'infinite' was perhaps not in my vocabulary, it worried me that space should be black forever. Surely it couldn't just go on being black. Everything had an end, surely... although obviously the universe didn't stop, because what would be outside it? This was my solution. After space had stretched on for a long time and way, it stopped being black, and there was a kind of barrier. After that, it was white. Then it was probably brown. And then yellow. I don't remember the exact order after that, but I suppose I assumed that you could go on inventing colours infintely, or perhaps repeat a sequence of them infinitely, and that that would resolve the problem.