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One time during elementary school we are reading a poem by "e.e. cummings". I asked my teacher why his name isn't capitalized. My teacher told me it was "artistic license." For a while I thought there was an actual "artistic license" that you have to apply for and get, like a driver's license, and only if you had an "artistic license" were you allowed to violate the rules of syntax.
I used to think that if I was home sick that no one else could go to school either. (it was MY school)
I rememeber when I was 5 or 6 and my teacher was taking attendance. She told us when she called our name we could either say "here" or "present". I always said present because I didn't realize they meant the same thing, I thought that by saying present we would get a present. I never could figure out why nobody else wanted a present besides me.
I used to believe that the Chinese boy in my kindergarten class flew from China every day to get to class.
I used to believe that kindergarten was called "kindy garden" after some sort of garden or something.
I used to believe that the teacher's paper slicer was what she used to cut off our tongue when we talked in class
i remember my first fire drill at school. i thought the teacher said "fire grill". as we lined up and filed out of the class i though we were going outside to grill up some burgers and hotdogs. i was very very disappointed when we were told to return back to the classroom and i hadn't gotten anything to eat! i didn't even see food!
In Kindergarten, when my teacher needed to talk to an adult or allowed us some free time, she would say "you may talk to your neighbors".
I lived in the country and had only a few neighbors, all of whom were older than me. I sat in silence because my neighbors were not in my Kindergarten class. I was extremely jealous of all the other kids because they must have lived in a really cool place to have that many neighbors.
Our school came out with a theatre production last fall. Ever since I heard the plays name i thought it was titled "Little Shop of Whores"...it was really "Little Shop of Horrors.
When I was in first grade, I used to pass by the main office every day going to my class. I noticed that there was a large object with a slicer. I thought that this was used to cut off bad children's heads. One day, I had to go to the principals office because I was being dismissed.I was on the verge of crying. It so happens that it was a paper cutter.
When I was at primary school the "big" kids had studied the french revolution, and they had made a cardboard model of a guillotine. They were going to show it to the school, class by class. It was my class's turn on a Friday, and I had been told by one of the "big" kids that they were going to chop off our heads. I didn't want to seem like a coward and so I didn't tell my brother or my parents. I went to school in the morning after saying goodby to my Mum and Dad, and I thought "this is it". Well, the time came and of course there was no execution. Unfortunately i peed myself in the line to go into the class because of my nerves.
I was scared to death of the fire drill in 1st grade. I thought a giant drill with a flaming bit was coming for us.
In kindergarten, our teacher informed us that later in the week would be make-up picture day. (for making up class pictures if you were out the day earlier in the year) I took this to mean that students could dress up in clown makeup, wear a funny wig, and have their picture taken. I was excited, and told the teacher I had to take a 'make-up' picture. How disapointed was I when I couldn't paint my face and wear a big red nose.
when i was in third grade, i brought home some difficult math homework and asked my (math-challenged) mom for help with it. after struggling with the "bonus" question at the end she got confused and started writing down letters, x and y. i got mad and protested that letters werent allowed in math. she told me it was algebra, which i figured was a speicial secret grownup code that gave them a short cut to difficult math problems. when i took algebra in high school, i was even more mystified by it.
I use to believe that everyone in Florida didn't go to school because it was warm all year around.
I used to think that since there was a junior high school, there was, somwhere, a junior college. I thought this was pretty logical.
When I was young, my family was in the military. We were going to Germany. I thought that I would go over and have to go to a German school and speak German and forget how to speak English and I cried and cried, I was so afraid I would not be able to speak to anyone when we came home and I did not want to go. I was relieved to find they had American Schools and spoke English!!!
I used to believe there was secret chamber in our history classroom called kamerlik, and there was monster living there, who whispered "My preciousss" whole the time.
I realized it was only my imagination as they removed rectangular board which always seemed to be entrance to the kamerlik to me, and I understood there was nothing but regular wall behind it.
When I was doing my A Levels at college (about 17 years old) I spent one afternoon a week helping out at the local infants school (5-7 years). One day I noticed a couple of them giggling at me. When I asked what was so funny one girl admitted that they all thought I was really stupid, because I was forced to come back to small school at my age!
When I was in junior school I thought high school is so scary and I wish I could die before I get to high school. Well, here I am, surfing the internet in the computer room in my high school.