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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.
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.
I used to be in a girl guides troop which had a hut behind a petrol station . Because the petrol station had a sign outside with BP written on it i thought the BP sign outside petrol stations stood for Baden-Powell.
when i was little I thought jiffylube was a place that sells juice. but one day when me and my older cousin were in the car, he said he was thirsty and I said why dont we get something to drink at jiffylube? he looked at me really strangly
I live in a neighborhood with stranger security watch.(if an unidentified vehichle or person came, we would have the right to prosicute them.) back then i thought "prosicute" meant "exicute," so every time i saw a vehichle that i didn't recognize, i thought somebody would charge at them with a big ax, trying to cut off their head.
When I was a kid I believed that each house with a streetlight outside of it had a switch in the house for the owner to turn on the light. If the light wasn't on that night, they must have forgotten to turn on their streetlight.
I thought when I was a child that when adults put mail in mailboxes that the mail traveled under ground right to the other person's mail box. :)
My dad is over six foot high so when I was about four my walking pace couldnt keep up with him. In a bid to hurry me along he told me that street lights would zap me like the lasers in Star Trek if I stayed under them for too long. Soon after at night I could be seen legging it as fast as I could and leaping past any blinking streetlights as I thought they were just getting ready to zap!
I used to believe that the stairs that you took up to the top of a parking ramp lead to an airport.
Someone I know used to think that the smoke from smokestacks made clouds.
I used to believe that the reason I had to hold my Mom's hand while crossing the street was that so if my Mom got hit by a car, she could drag me down under the car, too. I was a strange child.
My brother used to think that the brushes at automatic car washes were Sulley from Monsters Inc.
in my city there are lots of signs on buildings saying "To-let". I always thought there were just an oddly large number of people who spelled toilet wrong... until i realised the building was for sale.
I used to believe that the highway signs reading "No Littering up to $100 fine" meant that if you found some litter and turned it in, you could get up to $100....even though it was "fine" and not "found" or "if found"... I assured myself this was a mere grammatical error...and always kept my eyes peeled for trash.
I used to believe that when you moved house, you swapped homes with the other owners, who would then move into your old home.
When I was a child, I thought there was someone in the neighborhood who had all the houses. Her name was Sally, but spelled Sale. Then, one day, my father told me that all the signs that said, "For Sale," actually meant something else.
When I was really young I was very interested in other cultures. One day I was driving with my mom and saw a big sign that said "Exotic Dancers" and had all these pictures of beautiful women wearing weird costumes. I got really excited and wanted to go because I thought they were performing traditional foreign dances in exotic-looking clothing. I was crushed when she told me what was really going on - my idea sounded so much more interesting!
k, so you could get to my house 2 ways. you could go by the Clark gas station or go by the Shell. Well, i thoughyt the gas stations swiched places depending on the day. I never relized, for a long time, that i could go home 2 ways.
My daughter loved to check the mail when she was little. I noticed that she always raised the flag to open the mailbox and lowered it after she closed it back. She believed the door was locked when the flag was down. I couldn't tell her the truth, it was too cute to watch! She did this until she was 7, then I noticed one day she stopped doing it. I guess she finally figured it out on her own.
When I was young and probably before I could really tell time, I used to believe that the big signs outside of gas stations with the price on them were clocks and I always thought that the gas price was the time.