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I used to believe that angels lived in the streetlights, because when I walked home after dark so the streetlights were on, I used to squint my eyes so the light went out to all directions and I thought they looked like angels.
When I was a child, I saw a video of a building falling down and I really believed that ALL buildings fell down. A few years later we went to a city with lots of tall buildings and I was terrified because I was convinced that at any minute they would fall down. I was also confused that all the foolish people walking on the streets and driving in the cars wouldn't the least bit afraid.
I used to believe that people got their footprints in the sidewalk by stomping really hard.
When I was younger, I always thought (for some reason) that when the sign for a service station said 'Not 24 hours', it meant that it didn't take 24 hours to get there (and the ones that didn't say that did take 24 hours to get there, I suppose).
One day while I was in the car with my Dad, I pointed it out to him, and he asked me if I knew what it meant. I said yes, so he asked me what, and I was about to say what I thought, when I suddenly realised it meant that the service stations weren't open 24 hours.
So I quickly said that, and never told him what I really believed.
When I wad younger, there was a saying "If you step on a crack you'll break your mother's back". I really did belive that thos was true, I use to imagine this happening. So for a very long time, I wouldn't step on any crack in the sidewalk.
When I was around 3 I remember watching the garbage men come down the street and seeing them throw everything in the back of their truck. I beleived if my Brother and I stood near the front yard they would throw us in there as well. I remember hiding under the front porch every time they came and refusing to come out until they were long gone.
I used to believe that streetlights were positioned along roads in such a way that they made lit up pictures that you could see from the sky at night!!
When my wife was a kid, she used to think that highway speed bumps were for the blind.
I truly believed that body shops were there for those that wanted to replace their own body parts. The fact that there were always people hanging around reenforced the thought. How I wish it were true!
A belief I held high for a long, long time: Allotment gardens were the result of our Dutch government's bigoted perception of handicaped people.
People with achondroplasia (dwarfism) were forced to live outside of town, in special little villages at the edge of town or along the highway, because they would only cause trouble in a busy town's traffic; according to our government their anatomy would probably make them not manoeuvrable enough to cross busy roads (people in central Holland drive like maniacs), and they would be too short for people to notice.
This belief held ground --and made my blood boil for the injustice-- until I was 15, because it made sense. Most allotment gardens have sheds that look like miniature houses (complete with cosy-looking curtains) and most have all sorts of vegetables growing - indicating the need for self-sufficiency.
I used to th that the 'To Let' signs on buildings said 'toilet' and was always amazed how many public loos there were and wondered why we had to stop at service stations for rest breaks when there were loos everywhere!
When I was little my brother told me that the electrical towers where dinosaurs...So every time I passed the towers, I would scream and tell my dad to drive faster.
When I saw "NO PARKING" painted on the pavement near the curb, I read "NO" upside down as "ON". I thought that was where your car was supposed to be with the engine running, thus being "on". "PARKING" was where you were supposed to park.
When I was little, my dad told me that the paddock things in the middle of the road (they're actually for crossing) that have grass in them were used for keeping bulls in!!! I beleived him until recently.
My parents used to always say "Stop yelling, the neighbors will hear you!" I thought that "the neighbors" were a quartet of male singers
There's a noon siren in my town, and it sounds almost identical to an air raid siren that they used in England during WW11. When I was little ( around five years old), I watched a movie set back then, and my brother told me that the siren meant people were going to bomb the town. For the longest time, everyday at noon I ran inside, so I wouldn't get hit by a bomb. It didn't occur to me that IU had been outside many times at noon, and was never hit by a bomb.
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.
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.
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.
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.