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I used to believe that comets were pieces of the Sun that had broken off.
I used to believe that Star Trek was an actual part of the Space Program, that was just using more Advanced Equipment than the Apollo moon shots.
I thought the moon was a beach ball hung up in the sky by a cup hook, and that when my father came home from the Army (World War II) he would climb up a ladder and unhook it so I could play with it. I was incensed at my mother for laughing at me when I informed her that Daddy would get the moon down for me when he came home.
When I was little I thought that the stars were the light of heaven shining through rips in the sky (think the fabric of night). When the pieces of fabric from the rips fell to earth they became violets. Good violets became amythests when the died. What's the difference between a good violet and a bad violet? Beats me.
One night when I was about 7 I woke up around 3 in the morning. I couldn't get back to sleep so I decided to read a Richie Rich comic book, and the main story concerned a bunch of bad guys who stole the moon (of course they didn't; they just turned it invisible, and Richie figured it out). I remembered that there was a full moon that night so I went to look at it out my window, which faced East, and... IT WAS GONE! Not knowing that both the Earth and Moon would be spinning/revolving enough to get over on the other side of the house in the 5 hours since I had last seen it, I went into my parents' room and woke Mom up to let her know that someone had stolen the Moon or turned it invisible. She groggily assured me it hadn't and told me to go to bed.
Fortunately, I was wrong.
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.
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.
When I was little I thought that the moon was put up in the sky by two guys on a ladder, and that's why it was always a different shape, they put up whatever shape they wanted and they left it there for a while before changing it again.
When I was a kid I believed that the man on the moon got there by being a construction worker. He was laying the last brick on a high rise building and a crescent moon came along and hooked him. He stayed up there because he was too scared to tell his boss he dropped the last brick.
Somewhere out there is an unfinished high rise!
I used to believe that moon tasted like melon. I still kind of believe in it:)
This is my co-worker's sister-in-law and niece. He said that for the longest time, and sadly well into their adulthoods, they believed that the sun and the moon were actually the same object, but that it was just darker at night.
I used to believe that when I was in the car the moon moved with me.
When I was a child I thought that if I climbed the mountain I could touch the moon and get to it because I saw it right above the mountain
When going home at night I looked out of the window of my Mums car the moon was always there, I thought it was tied to the car with String
After learning about 'falling stars' in school, I'd sit for hours watching some random star, waiting for it to just fall. Guess I should have payed more attention in class...
My dad once told me that there was a man that went to the moon and that he got stuck. Then he said that the man wanted to tell his family he was ok, by making lumps on the moon in the shape of a smiley face (coz it looks like there is one).
When I was a child, I used to believe that humans had visited and lived on every planet in the solar system except Jupiter. I wonder-why not Jupiter?
I was always interested in science. Somewhere I saw a textbook with a drawing of a cannon shooting a cannonball into orbit around the earth, to explain escape velocity. I was convinced that the moon had been shot out of a cannon to orbit the earth thereafter.
Since they have earthquakes on earth, I believed that they had Marsquakes on Mars, Saturnquakes on Saturn, and so on.
When I was little, I thought that falling stars were really stars falling. So in the hopes of seeing a falling star, I'd often pick a random star and stare at it hoping it would fall.