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I used to believe…

In kindergaten, I thought the last line of the pledge went "in liberty and justice frog". A few months after starting kindergaten, I realized I had the pledge memorized. I eagerly went to my parents and recited it. I didn't understand why they were cracking up...

I used to believe…

This happened when I was in kindergarten, and my classmates and I were in gym class. We were learning to throw a ball correctly or something like that. My partner and I were across from each other, and the teacher kept saying to throw with whatever hand you write with. I was right handed, and the other girl was right handed, but it would look like she was throwing with her left. I would be like, "No, you're supposed to throw with your right hand!" and she'd be like "I AM throwing with my right hand!" I also had this problem figuring out with side of my chest to put my hand on during the pledge of alligence.

I used to believe that teachers slept at school, so they can get up early and setup for the day. I never thought it before, but when i saw a bed in one of the staff rooms i thought i was right (but not anymore.)

I used to believe…

when I was in pre-shcool I thought that when I went to kindergarden my classmates and my teachers would all be giant bunny rabbites and that we would be outside all day growing carrots (I took the garden part a little too seriously) and i was sooo scared because all the bunnies already knew how to grow carrots and i didn't ( my grandma was very confused when i begged her to "teach me carrots" in a panic, just before the shcool year started

I used to think the nuns at school were Daleks. You could never see their legs when they walked along the corridors so they seemed to drift like real Daleks. I used to attack them on sight. Eventually (when I was 6) I got hauled off to see an educational psychiatrist because during art classes I just used to draw rows and rows of dozens of short vertical lines with a black crayon. When the teacher asked what it was I kept drawing I said "It's an army of nuns coming to get me.".

I used to believe…

When I learned that I was going to have to go to school, I was overjoyed to find out that it was called 'Candygarden'.

I imagined a wonderful place with candy growing everywhere and free for the taking.

That turned out to be my first lesson in real disappointment.

I thought when we had quiet time in class, the teachers all went to the teachers' lounge and played naked pattycake.

I used to believe that at school al teachers lived under thier desks. They had a specail store in the teachers lounge where they bought all their food.

I pledge allegiance to the flag and to the republic of Richard Stanz, one nation, under Bob, invisible, with liver tea and justice for all. Amen.

...was how I thought the pledge went until about fourth grade.

I went to a private school that went fron K-8th grade, When I was in Kindergarden, I used to think that the once you finished eighth grade you went on to college. I also thought that the 8th graders were all about 20 years old.

I used to believe…

Ok, so, I seriously thought that teachers never went to the bathroom, or ever left the classroom, and that when they led you down the hall to the lunchroom, (or wherever) it wasn't really them, but a clone that never spoke except to yell at you to be quiet.

I believed the clone belief until 2nd grade, and with the bathroom one until about halfway through 6th grade, when my math teacher asked me to tell the rest of the kids that she was going to the bathroom... I was seriously shocked.
I looked at her and said "You go to the bathroom, Ms. Shelstad?!"

She's really nice, so she just laughed and said, "Yes, all teachers are just as human as you are, and all humans have to "go" sometimes."

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Also, I used to think (in 1st-5th grade) that teachers never had to swallow their spittle, and that their voices were always sharp and clear. Boy, was I wrong! One day, my 5th grade reading teacher, Mrs. Ryshen, came in with her voice completely lost. I was staring at her the whole day.

And then in 3rd grade, my teacher Mr. Bolard was typing at his computer and starting - no joke - drooling! I thought this was just preposterous!

I used to believe…

Oh Canada,
we stand on god for thee,
true painted love,
and all our sons will be free

I used to believe…

In Kindergarten the school nurse was doing hearing tests for our class one day. We were called down to her office one by one. The teacher tried her best to explain what the test was to us but of course I was the only one that took it way out of proportion. I understood that they were going to put headphones on us and we were going to hear these high pitched sounds. I thought the sounds were going to be really really loud. So loud that it would make me deaf. So when the teacher said it was my turn to go down there I just burst into tears and didn't want to go. I kicked and screamed so much I had to be carried down the nurses office and they sent another student down too so I could watch and see that it wasn't going to hurt or make you deaf.
Yeah I was that kid in your class that cried over everything.....

I used to believe…

When i started going to school, i thought that you finish a grade in a day instead of a year, so in like 18 days(according to educational system of my country), you would be done with school forever. But, it turned out to be different...xD

i used 2 believe thsat the janotor lived inside the storege closet because every day when i left school he'd walk in to there.And he always seemed to be at the school before me.

I used to believe…

When I was little I thought the next grade after Kindergarten was second grade.