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Science has never been my forte. In 5th grade it started getting particularly difficult. I was telling my mom how confusing it was to me, and she asked what I didn't understand about it. When I said, "The orgasms and all that stuff" she and my sister burst into laughter. "You mean organisms?" My mother replied. I didn't know what an orgasm was, but I was quite embarrassed.
I went to a private school until the 4th grade, and I belived that kids at public schools had a chain with a metal ball clamped to their shoeless feet as they roamed graffiti covered hallways with passed out junkies on the floor with needles sticking out of their arms. All the kids at public school wore filthy rags and had dirty messed-up hair. The teachers would beat them for no reason. Everytime I got in trouble at school my parents would scream "DO YOU WANT US TO SEND YOU PUBLIC SCHOOL?" I would cry and say no, I would beg them not to send me to public school.
I believed that inside of every solid object (example: a desk) there were tiny workers who were always hammering and building on it from within. This belief was conceived when I put my ear up against my desk and heard loud banging and buzzing noises. I had no idea it was just the magnified noise in the classroom.
I always wondered how it was that women could get bachelor's degrees. And I wondered how it was that my dad was trying to get one when he was married to my mom. I thought they were going to have to get divorced when he got his bachelor's degree.
When I was younger I was VERY short for my age. So when i was in third grade I was playing outside with all my friends and everything was going great, When it was time to go inside my teacher relized I had not yet come in. Well, I was inside, with the pre-schoolers. I tried to tell them I was in third grade and that I was just short for my age (I had a lisp). They didn't believe me and had me convinced that I was supposed to be a pre-schooler because of my size. News went around the school and when they asked me what my name was I told them, they told me they were sorry and began to take me back to the classroom. I was very angry, I kicked, I screamed because I didn't want to go with "the big kids"
I got in a lot of trouble when I was at school. One day when I was 9 my best friends told me there was a gilloteen on the roof of the school and they were going to chop my head off for being naughty!! I beleived this and went and hid in the bushes and didn't come out untill the grounds keeper found me. I carried on beleiving this for about a year, I'm 14 now and my friends have still not let me live it down!
When I was in my first year at school I went home and told my mother that the school nurse was going to be taking a picture of my feet because I had been told that we were having footographs
When I was in 5th grade we were taught about how Louis armstrong,edwin aldrin and buzz collins were the first people on the moon. The lesson clearly said that they found no traces of inhabitation on the moon but when they came back they came with many specimen. And I kept wondering that if there were no people in space how did they come back with these speci-men.
In grades 1-2, I was homeschooled. I had never seen a public school before, and somehow got in my mind that a class room was a great big room with a stage and a spotlight, where the teacher taught from. The students sat in semi darkness and were somehow able to read and write in the dark without damaging their eyes. I never did attend pubic school, as I now go to a private school, and when I hear classroom, I still think of the same thing... and I'm in 6th grade.
I used to believe that whenever I failed an exam, I'd fail my life. After that, I was nearly killed by a car once but survived somehow. I still fear it...
When I was in 3rd grade, some of the older kids gave us advice and warnings about what to expect with our new teacher. She was a little picky wouldn't let us in the very front of the room so the older kids told us that she had an invisible fence surrounding that area and if we walked through it, we'd get electrocuted. For the first half of the school year I was puzzled as to how we weren't zapped everytime we had to write on or clean the chalkboard.
I was so gullible...
I told my little sister, when she was 6 (she's 11 now) that I went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and for aaaaaages she believed me. I had a Harry Potter bag with the Hogwarts Crest on it and she said to me "woow Dumbledore must be really happy that you have a bag with the Hogwarts Crest on" I agreed with her and showed her the wand I bought from Diagon Alley, which was actually a stick I found in my garden! She still denies she ever believed me!
In kindergarten, we only had to go to school for a half day, so I always wondered what all the other kids did when we were gone. I never understood that one day I would find out--I thought I'd be done with school after Kindergarten.
in kindergarden, i was in the afternoon class, and me and the whole class used to complain, cause we didn't get to hear the announcements and the pledge. so we all used to think that before we came in every afternoon, theyd shove a sock in the speakers. and when the teacher left, we'd all smeel around for the sock...
I never could hear very well, and I remember in Kindergarten that the teacher was calling roll and everyone was saying "present." I was very excited because I thought I was going to get a present! Then, in first grade the same thing happened again and I was really sad cause I never got my present!
I used to think in kindergarten and first grade that if you got 'kicked out of school' for failing, misbehaving, or whatever, that the principal would come and take you to the door of the school and literally kick you out.
my mum used to always tlak about my much older family members going off to university. i thouhgt it was one huge building where everyone in the world went, and it had a picture of the globe on the front, like 'universal' the film people's symbol.
I think it was in second grade when, without explanation, a teacher guided me to a room where another kid had headphones on and was holding up one finger or no fingers in response to something. I thought it was a radio and we were supposed to hear music. All I heard was this beep so I never lifted a finger. The lady examining me sure looked puzzled. Good thing I wasn't transferred to a school for the deaf!
Back when my sister was the age to start preparing for college, I heard her and her friends speaking of "taking college boards". At first I thought that meant that some wooden parts of college buildings would be missing from some strange ritual where prospective college students went and stole them.
When I was in grade school.... such as 1st through 5th. I use to think that when I was home from school sick everyone else in my class was home from school sick too. It was as if school did not go on without me.