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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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.