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I believe my mom had to pay like a million dollars for me to go to school
At the beginning of Kindergarten, my teacher told us that each week a student would become star of the week. That night I looked up at the sky trying to figure out which one was actually a kid.
I don't know where this came from, but when I was in second grade I started getting horrible panic attacks and developed a serious separation anxiety with my mom and had problems at school. (we still don't know why) But I thought that if I went into the middle stall in the bathroom at the school and started talking my mom could hear me. Bizzare, but it always made me feel better!
On my first day of school, I wanted to hurry in and find a seat in the first row - I thought the 1st row was for grade 1, the second row for 2nd grade and so on... Because I was tall, the teacher had me sit in the back... I was to shy to say anything, but I was very worried!
I used to think that if my mom was late to pick me up from school the teachers would chain me to the fence and go home!
In the first grade, I heard one Mom talking to another Mom, bragging about how her child had gotten "straight A's"
I examined my own perfect report card very carefully, quite upset that my A's might not be straight.
i used to beleive when i was a child that if i did not do my home work then after my death i would be sent to hell for being a bad girl!...
When I was in playschool, I told my older sister, who must have been about 5 years old, and had never attended the playschool but had only ever seen it when she came with my mother to come pick me and my borther up, that the big beanbag seats were filled actually with the bodies of dead children, who the workers had killed, and the toilets were covered in blood and sick and that the workers lured kids into them and tortured and killed them, and that kdis were constantly disappearing. Also I told her that when playing in the sandbox me and my brother had discovered the bodies of children from the playschool buried under the sand, and she believed it ALL.
I was convinced that there were only 11 grades of school, and grade 12 was college. My mother didn't correct me until I was in the 6th grade, LOL!
when i was smaller i used to think that a private skwl was a skwl but u had 1 teacher and u were only taught bi them not with a hole class..like tutoring
When I was little i went to a public school. It was in the middle of a neighbor hood. Even after i found out i went to a public school I thought a public school was in the middle of the countryside with big evergreens and a big black fence surronding it.
When I was finished nursery school, we had a graduation ceremony with caps and gowns, and certificates, the whole works. My brother graduated high-school the same day. I overheard him telling my mam that since he graduated he would never go to school again, not even collage. I assumed I wouldn't have to either, so the next year I told my new teacher I was not coming to learn 'cos I graduated, but I'd be glad to help teach.
When I was about 3 or 4 I thought that your age was your grade in school. On my brothers birthday I thought I'd show off how smart I was and tell them what grade they were in. (I'm the youngest in my family) All my brother and sisters friends were there and they all laughed at me like I was an idiot. I was so embarrassed.
When I was 5 I used to believe that the planet 'Pluto' was actually the disney character who had been banished from the planet because he had been really naughty, and sent into orbit. I believed that until I was about 8, when I had a Science lesson on the Solar System, when I then learnt that it was a planet of it's own. I felt really stupid when my teacher told the class that it was the furthest planet, and not a disney character. I wasn't the only one who felt foolish., though. Plenty of people mady 'daft' mistakes that lesson.
I used to believe that the only reason children went to school was to give their parents free time. I thought school was a babysitting service in disguise.
when I was little, I remember hearing our teacher teaching us about fire safety. You know how everyone always say: STOP, DROP, and ROLL? we'll I thought you got to pick one. Good thing I always told myself if I was on fire, I would pick ROLL!
When I was at nursery school, our teacher told us we would be going into assembly for the first time, ready for when we moved up into real school. I had no idea what assembly was at all, and thought it was a museum with lots of white statues in it that you walked around. I was a bit disappointed when I got into the assembly hall and realised we just sat in a line and sang hymns!
when I was little I thought that Day care was a place with big drawers all around the walls and that they would store each kid in a drawer until their mom would pick them up.. ^_^ duhh!!
I thought the room number to my classroom was supposed to be the same number as my age. I was 5 and the room number was 5. So when I turned 6, my room number was also supposed to change. :( It never did.
I used to beleive that sex ed was a class where all the boys and all the girls had to get naked and have sex. I was looking forward to it a lot and picking my partner. I was so dissappointed when all we had to do was watch videos and stuff like that.