I was 4 or 5 when I asked my Dad what the spires were on top of some of the sky scrapers in the city. We were in the car at the time and he thought I had pointed to a wrecking ball on another building. "That's a building destroyer" he said. For years afterwards I thought that skyscrapers were fitted with gigantic lasers, which disintergrated other buildings when they weren't needed anymore.
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My dad used to be a helicopter pilot for film & television production so everytime I saw a helicopter, I thought they were looking for people to put on T.V.
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My parents told me there was only one Schwan delivery man, and he worked, like Santa Claus, to deliver treats to people all over the world.
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Everyday in my town at 6:45 a horn would sound. my mom told me it meant that all children had to be in bed or else. I would always run to bed.
my dad was a member of the lions club (a community servive group) and whenever he went to a meeting i thought him and a bunch of other dads were all in a big circus style ring with whips training lions. i told lots of other kids because i thought he was very brave.
when my mum was little, there was a water tower near her house (it has been since demolished) but she thought that when people died their dead bodies would be somehow transported into the water tower and float around in there, and at night, witches would fly out of it.
When i was younger we drove up a hill that lead to a "Private Drive" well i had just started the first Harry Potter book and i thought it said "Privit Drive" (Like as in where Harry lives!) so i said "Mom, look its where Harry Potter lives!" I was so disspointed when she corrected me...
Downtown, the crosswalks have regular lights to tell you when to walk, but they also have highpitched beeps to alert blind people of when to cross. I never put it together... I always looked up on the stoplights for birds that were making the sound. Eventually I concluded that they were trained birds that lived inside the streetlight poles.
my brother would say "get lost" and I took it literally. I made a game of it and wandered the neighbourhood until I just almost didn't recognize my way home.
I think I was 5 at the time.
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i used to believe that the cats eyes in the middle and side of the road were real cats eyes and that there was a special blind cat home.
I used to believe that if my foot touched the cracks in the sidewalk, that I would fall through!
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when i was 3 i would look out the window and see the street lights shining in the dark. i thought they were diamonds.
my little sister used to thinkthat sky scrapers were just for decoration.
When I was little the bakery "woodheads" had a van which would drive around the estate selling produce. I thought that they were scary people with wooden heads n would hide and cover my ears everytime i heard the beep of the van.
When I was about 6, my friends and used to gather around the man-hole in the neighborhood, dropping pebbles through a crack. Why? We were convinced that there were turtles down there, living in the sewers like the Mutant Ninja Turtles.
As a small child, I was told of the guards with the furry hats standing in front of Buckingham Palace. I also learned that people from around the world would wait around to see the 'changing of the guards'. For the longest time, I pictured this as footmen bringing the guards fresh uniforms so they could strip down to their boxers and put on clean clothes.
You know the signs in the handicapped parking spots? They have a picture of a person in a wheelchair. My daughter believed they were pictures of a person on the toilet, and the parking spaces were marked that way for people who had to go really bad, so they needed to park close to the store.
When I was very young, my mother would have me drop our mail into the mailbox. I didn't understand how putting a letter into a big blue thing would get it someplace else. I figured that each night, after I went to bed, the mailboxes grew wings and flew to wherever the letters had to go. They were connected to the sidewalk with bungee cords, so that they'd always land back at the same street corner.
You know those British soldiers with the red coats and big fuzzy hats who have to stand perfectly still? I used to believe that if they moved while on duty, the Queen would chop their heads off.
When I was little I was afraid of pools and hot tubs and baths and sinks and things like that, mainly because they all had a little drainy thing that I thought would suck things under. Now it is 7 years later and the other night I remembered my fear - on the night my friend invited me and some other friends over to go in her hot tub. I was skeptic, but right when we got there, she said (without knowing my fear) "Oh, watch out for the drain in the bottom, a few people have gotten their feet sucked in it."
I stayed in the corner of the hot tub the whole night and am afraid of them again!