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When I looked outside and I saw how the moon would change from one day to weeks later, I thought it was from "smurfs", or little blue alien people eating the moon because I thought it was made of cheese. The less of the moon was showing, the more the "smurfs" ate. And when it was a new moon, the "smurfs" would eat all of it and slowly the moon cheese would grow back to a full moon, and that's when the "smurfs" would start eating it again.
At night I would hear the chirping crickets and thinking it was comeing from the stars in the sky!
when I was small I always thought that the solar system ended, and then it was just white paper after that
When I was a kid I remember hearing about and watching rockets being sent into space. I asked my mum about it and she explained that they were learning stuff about space so they sent someone up there to look around, but it cost a lot of money and could be dangerous.
For years I couldn't understand why they didn't just ask superman to go have a look for them.
I use to believe that the earth rotates on actually axes....i just pictured it spinning on red handle axes
I always thought the sound of the crickets chirping at night was the sound of the stars twinkling. I thought a “twinkle” was a sound. In my mind I imagined the stars kind of flickering while they made the noise.
I used to beleive that the moon was where the local fair was.
I used to believe that we lived inside of the Earth, not on its outside surface. I always wanted to feel the inside edge.
I used to believe that comets were pieces of the Sun that had broken off.
When I was about four, I thought we all lived *in* the Earth, that the sky was a giant solid dome that had a door for astronauts to get through and that all the pictures of Earth from space where just pictures of the outside of the sky dome.
When I was 6 years old, I thought that if I'll tie about 100 baloons from a rope and I'll get on the other end of it, I'll fly. The single thing that didn't made me jump from a building with 8 levels was the thought: what if there are too many ballons and they'll take me up in the sky and I'll never go down again?
I always saw a crocodile on the moon, none of this man-in-the-moon nonsense
I used to believe that the stars in the sky were one of two things: 1) they were holes created in the floor of heaven by the high heels of dancing girl angels and, 2) they were little peep holes created by all the people in heaven. They used the holes to look down on their familes below and make sure they were safe. (My dad passed away recently, so I'm back to believing this one.)
I believed many of those sparkling things in the sky were satellites. Every company, every satellite tv, radio, and telephone company had at least a dozen of them. It wasn't until I was in my early 20s that I learned in a college astronomy class that satellites are extremely hard to see. ... During a lab outdoors at night I pointed out to my professor (who happened to work for Nasa in his free time) what I though was a satellite. He informed me it was a star. I then proceeded to ask why it was flashing red, white, and blue then (because, American satellites flash lights that we can see, right?). He very flatly said "it's twinkling."
I used to believe that the sun was following me
I used to believe each country was a planet
I used to think stars were the persons in the sky
I used to believe that the moon was nothing more than the sun that God put a 'moon pocket' on. The reason why we could only see one side of it was because the zipper was on the other side.
When I was little, I used to think that the moon was following me when I rode in the car. If i was in trouble, I would remind my parents that the moon was going to take me from them if they weren't nice!
I was convinced that the moon was actually a spacecraft that was operated by a bunch of scientists who all looked like either Sigourney Weaver or Uhura from Star Trek, except for the captain who was an old fat bald-headed guy. They all used supercomputers to move the moon across the sky, and would make it rise at different times each day to confuse people.