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When I was in grade school we had a history lesson about the Civil War and Reconstruction. The teacher told us the United States had split apart and then after the war the Southern states had to rejoin the rest of the country. I thought she meant literally split apart. I imagined people using big boards to nail the country back together.
My friends and I thought that grades in school kept going on forever and that even adults had to go to school every day. Only after we asked a teacher what grade she was in did we learn that the last grade is 12th grade.
My brother was six and getting ready for his first spelling test. He told me he had the system beat. He was going to memorize what was in the book! He seriously believed he was the first person to come up with this way of cheating. I didn't know what to say. I was younger than him, so I didn't know if this was cheating or what.
When I was 7 and I didn't go to school, I would always imagine my name appearing on the news saying i'm dead and so on... Because I thought that everytime a person wasn't at school they would appear on the news
When I was ten or eleven our teacher took my class to the library and the librarian explaind how to write a bibliography. Then she gave us books to work on. I thought we were taking these notes because the librarian needed them for her catalogue, and I couldn't understand why our teacher kept sending us back to do it over and over again. Of course, on my essays I would just write the name of the author and the book title at the end.
In Kindergarten a girl had stopped coming to school and we later learned that she had moved. I didn't know that "moved" meant "moved to a different house", so I thought that if I sat still for a very long time and then suddenly moved my body really fast it would mean that I didn't have to go to school anymore.
I used to believe that little creatures lived inside desks and tables and were always busy hammering and sawing and constructing amazing cities inside the furniture. I would listen to them whenever I got the chance. It was a long time before I figured out the noises were simply vibrations from pencils writing on paper, people walking past and etc.
I was often bored in school during tests and so would fashion elaborate scenes in my head about the circles I needed to shade in. My favorite was that it was a mummy's tomb with a curse and the explorers had to 'escape' before 'smoke' filled it. Complete with screams while they died
I thought when you are writing you just capitalized whatever you words you thought were important. Later I found out they actually did write that way a long time ago.
When I was little my mom told me that the school police would see me if I went out of the house while I was home sick from school. I always imagined FBI agents with radios and such. I was always terrified to go grocery shopping or such whenever I was home sick because I thought the school police would find me!
For a while during recess at school (around 1st or 2nd grade) I had this hole I dug that I kept trying to make bigger (with my bare hands). It never got very big, but I was convinced that eventually I would find something valuable like gold.
Until I was 14 or 15 I really believed there were Truancy Officers who checked up on kids who didn't go to school, to be sure they were really sick.
When I was a freshman in high school, I remember when my phys. ed. class was learning volleyball. My phys. ed. teacher taught us about a "forearm pass" and I thought he said "four-arm pass." Sometimes when he told us to do a "forearm pass", I got confused and thought, "How can you do a four-arm pass if we only have two arms?! I'm not Goro (from Mortal Kombat)! It took me some time to realize what my teacher was really saying.
My school was K-12 and in Kindergarten not only did I think the older students were going to kidnap me if I walked up the staircase alone at the beginning of the day (meaning that I had to wait for a classmate to walk up with me) but I also thought they were full fledged adults who had their own houses and everything. I figured out the truth in about first grade when I saw an ad for one of the seniors in the year book from their parents. It said they were going to miss hearing music coming from their daughter's room while she studied. I was confused as to why someone would do homework in their parents house if they had their own place...
My sister is about five years older than me and I would watch my dad help her with her algebra homework. I didn't understand the concept of variables so I believed that each letter of the alphabet had an assigned number, which seemed way too complex for my naive brain.
I used to believe that school was a gigantic house, with no doors or windows ,with just three walls, I thought that the students were together in a big room (regardless of age), and there was just one teacher. I believed this until my first day of school.
When I was little I believed that school was compulsory until you got a PhD.
I went to a 'private' Christian school my first two years of school. When I heard people talking about private school, I thought that meant that people would have to knock on the door before they came into the school. Even after I started attending, I kept wanting to tell people coming through the front double doors, "Hey, you're supposed to knock." I never had the courage to speak it though. I realized about 4 years later what it really meant and that belief has always made me laugh.
Before I was old enough to start attending school I used to believe that kindergarten was candygarden and that when you went to school there was tons of candy for you to eat.
I used to believe that when you circled a letter on a multiple choice the letters couldn't Breathe. I never completely circled them.