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When I was little in kinder, we started the year with a "practice fire drill" Which i thought of as what you would think a fire drill is.Then the next day we had a "real" fire drill, I thought they were gonna set the school on fire! :(
Up until I was in the second grade I understood multiple choice questions that asked "which number is bigger?" to mean which digits were larger. I would measure them with a ruler and circle the 'biggest' one. My 2nd grade teacher saw me doing this and asked why. When I explained she corrected me, saying they wanted the number that meant 'more'. DUH. Well hey, this sure simplified these tests!
When I was in grade school, I was convinced that a "Catholic" school (where I was) was really a special place for children with very low IQ's. The teachers and parents were all in on the big secret so that we wouldn't feel bad about ourselves.
when i was about 5 i would always go to this nursery that had black and wite floor tiles and i would always be scared to walk on the black because i was scaared i would fall in and i couldnt get back out
On her first day at school, I told my little sister to take a week's worth of clothes and that she was going to a boarding school.
She was very pleased to see me at the end of the first day
When I was younger, I attended a pre-school (which I thought was actually pronounced "pretty school" until I was 8) was located near this building that had the front side made of limestone. Because this was the only side that looked green, I thought that it was mold or something and that the building's entrance was once the side that was in the ground. I figured that they rotated the fliped the building onto one side and the front was green because it was in the ground so long.
Once I was crying because I was worried about taking a test. Mom asked, "Did you study for it?"
"Did you pray about it?"
"I can't pray about it, that's cheating!"
My sister used to be scared to death of a day care center when she was little. She begged and begged my parents not to make her go there (though they never were going to).
It was on Elm street.
i used to think i went to preschool for 4 years... i think my logic behind it was that after kindergarten - 8th grade, you had four years of high school and four years of college. so i must have thought i had four years of preschool before all of that. i could also have just gotten years mixed up with seasons, i got a lot of things mixed up as a kid
My first day at school was really traumatic, I clinged onto my mother's skirt so that she wouldn't leave. She turned to me and said "you'd better get used to it because you're here for the next eighteen years". I really thought that I wouldn't see her again for eighteen years.....
I used to believe that your age was the same as your grade. For example: if you were 1 you'd be in first grade, if you were 2 you'd be in second grade and so one.
When i was 5, i thought that school houses were really big coulored warehouses in the country. I was disappointed that on cross country day we didn't get to spend the night there with the other members of the house.
I didn't know you didn't HAVE to go to pre-school before you went to kindergarten, so when my little sister and cousin decided they hated pre-school, I felt so sorry for them because I thought they were "drop outs" and wouldn't be able to go to college or get a job
I used to believe that if you were naughty at school then you'd have to go upstairs and sit on your bed!
when I was 6, I believed I had to go to school for the rest of my life
I used to believe when you were first born your parents would ask you if you wanted to go to school or not. I was so jealous of my cousin (her parents schooled her).
It was a common belief amongst the younger grades at my elementary school that there were murderers in the trees just a few feet beyond the fence at the end of the playing fields. I don't know why but it wasn't something I was scared of, I remember being awed by the idea that they were there more than anything. The murderers weren't any kind of threat so long as you didn't get too close to that fence.
When I was in Junior High our fire alarms had what appeared to be a small hole just below where you would pull the lever down. The story that was spread around was that an ink dye would shoot out when the alarm was pulled, staining the clothes of the person who pulled the alarm. According to the story, if there had been a real fire the school would purchase you new clothes, however if it was a prank you would be caught instantly. I was never real sure about the story but I also wasn't willing to try it either. Good thing since I DIDN'T know at the time that a false fire alarm was a felony.
When I was in grade seven, I thought the name of a geometric angle was "ejaculate" and called out that answer during a lesson. I didn't realize until grade eight that the CORRECT name for the angle was "adjacent". Everyone had laughed at me, but no one told me I was wrong, even the teacher!
when i was doing metal framing we had a guy that used to cut the studs (he was about 27) well one day he didnt have a shirt on while cutting the metal studs and he began to complain about itching, we tole him it was "metal mites" that live inside metal and when you cut it you release them and they burrow under you skin. well we had him so worried about it he went to th ER, needless to say we all a good laugh at his embarassment.