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When building roads in the state I live in (U.S.A.), they use "local rock," e.g. rock from the quarry nearest the work site. Occasionally, this gives the road surface a slight tint of color, such as red or green. As a newlywed, moving here with my husband, I commented on the freeway having a greenish tint, and my husband told me that the state painted all the roads green. I actually believed him! He finally set me straight on the matter when he overheard me very seriously repeating his "tale" to a friend! Thirty-eight years later and I STILL can't believe I fell for that!!!
When someone was awarded the "key to the city" I thought it was a real key which operated all the city's locks. Then I was worried that the recipients could gain access to my house!!!
I used to think that people with a sign outside their house saying GARAGE SALE meant people were selling their garages
When I was little, my cousins used to live at the end of a court. Because the road didn't continue but just ended at their house, I believed that after their backyard would be only sea, because it was the edge of Australia. It never occured to me to wonder why there were more houses behind my cousins house, though.
The house I grew up in when I was young had a sewer cover at the end of the driveway. I used to think that the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles lived down there, so I would stomp on it everyday while waiting for the bus hoping that they would bust out and say, "Turtle Power!!"
When I was about 8 or 9, I used to believe that there were giant people under the streets that would hold up the speed bumps with their arms and heads. One time, I tried acting it out and my parents asked me if I was praying.
I used to think the little power boxes at the top of telephone poles were people's mailboxes, and I always wondered how on earth they managed to collect their mail every day.
me and my friends used to believe that my neighborhood had a bad guy lurking about and that he was going to steal me and my friends' bikes and toys that we left outside at night, so we created a secret agent group where we would run through parks and back yards looking for mischevous characters. i'm sure we were the only mischevous looking things around.
When I was little I asked my mom how the lights changed at a stop light. For some reason, she told me that there were "little green men" in the boxes on the pole that worked there. I told her this recently and she said she doesn't remember when or why she would ever tell me this...we laugh about it all the time now!
I always thought that roads with the "No Outlet" signs were roads where the houses had no electricity. I thought this until I was 8 or 9.
I used to believe that the "No Outlet" sign on the road near mine meant that there were no power outlets... I thought the little boy that lived down there was Amish...
My Mom always told me that the golden rule was that you can't ride your bike without shoes on, so I believed that was the golden rule for pretty much my whole childhood.
Years ago in the early 70's I believe Ronald McDonald was at every McDonald's in America. I convinced my little brother and sister of this. We went to our very first McDonalds and of course no Ronald. They cried the whole time. I was older but I wanted to cry too.
When I was a little girl, I used to believe that a body shop was where you went when you were severely injured...like you could get a new arm or leg there.
i used to believe that if you walked in the path of a stangers footsteps you would adopt their fortune or miss fortune as the case may be.... how mad is that!
I used to believe when I was little that when those gas stations had the signs outside that said "Clean Restrooms", that it meant that you had to clean the restroom! LOL
i used to live on an Armed Forces estate, and their was a Salvation Army store there. I had it in my head that the Salvation Army where a regiment in the Army, up to about 5/6 yrs ago. im 17.
i used to beleive that there was a man in the traffic lights that changed the colours.until one day i saw a crash where a car knocked over the traffic lights i ran over to see if the man was okay but instead i found metel and wires
At night, while walking along the sidewalk, I would see the reflection of car headlights on the power wires up above. Since they moved quickly and disappeared after a while, I thought I was seeing electricity moving through them.
As a kid, my brother, sisters and I were told that for a letter to arrive at its destination, we had to say the name of the city and state aloud into the mailbox. Why? Because a very small man waited inside the mailbox to collect and sort the mail, and he needed to know which pile to put it on.
Although I never believed this story, my younger sister did until she was almost 10. My brother and I caught her in the act one afternoon--but she realized she'd been duped when she heard us laughing hyterically. The truth can be cruel.