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I used to believe that my 'baby' school that I attended from the age of four and a half, was built from pieces of a ship. The thing is all my friends thought the same as me. Where we picked up this strange fact is beyond me, just goes to show when you are a gullible 5 year old....you'll believe anything!
My youngest daughter used to believe, that if she was late for school and they put you in the book, she would be locked in the bookcase.
When I was waiting to be enrolled in playgroup, I was really worried - I thought I'd have to be rolled for a whole day! Especially worrying, as there was usually a huge puddle outside the sweetie shop - why was I so stupid?!
My young sister-in-law used to say she had been to gym-elastics which sounded much more energetic than gymnastics!
Embrassing as this is I still believed it up to about 15. When we did geography exams (this is in the UK)you sometimes got given a map to work from. At the bottom there was a grid of 4 blocks of colour. If one of them hadn't printed properly it meant you might not get some of the details on the map and you might fail. Beside this it said @If 4 colours are not shown, please return the map to the invigilator@ I used to think the invigilator was the machine that printed the maps, not the teacher sitting at the front.....
When I was in primary school, we were having a religion class. when my teacher asked me, Where is the Kingdom? Well been from Ireland and living in county Kerry a.k.a The kingdom. I replied "Kerry", thinking that I was great been able to answer a question that had nothing to do with the religon lesson. well he never again asked me another question in that class again.
It's not my belief but I'm told about my older brother's first day at school. At lunch break he came home, sat down and said "Well, that's that done!". He actually believed that that was it and his education was over. Arr--bless.
Before I started secondary school, I used to think that getting detention meant being locked up in a small dark room by yourself for an hour.
I used to see posters on the school noticeboards saying 'Remember Rubella' and thought that it must have been about a girl who died horribly at school because she was messing about.
when I was at juniord school I thought Home Economics was actually spelt Homey Conomics, and actually told the teacher that the sign on the door was wrong as it said H.E.!
During my time at Infant school we always had an assembly on Monday mornings. Every time just before we said the Lords prayer one of the boys would get up and leave the hall. I asked a friend why and he told me that the boy was a Jehovah’s Witness. For years I thought it was odd that he had to talk to the police every Monday.
When I was in the transition period between Primary and High schools, my friends were looking forward to mix chemicals so we could blow up the school. How disappointed we were when we hardly did any experiments. It was due to the worrying parents. Thanks worrying parents, you made my science lessons boring.
When I in kindergarten, teacher once said, "Raise your hand if you know the answer." Having never heard the phrase "raise your hand", I thought she said "raze your hand" - "raze" as in "razor"! So I started miming an electric razor shaving the palm of my hand! Everyone laughed and I was so embarrased!
When I was in elementary school our family knew another family by the last name of Reese. When at school they talked of going out to the playground for "recess", I thought the Reese kids would be there. I kept looking for them at recess, but since the Reeses went to a private school, I was always mystified why I never saw them.
When i was in about third grade, there was a major fire across the street and up a bit from the school. this put the entire school onto a fire-safety trend, and we would have fire drills every two weeks or so. During the first one of these (which i thought was a real fire) we were told to line up against the back fence. I thought that if we were too close, the school would literally explode and kill us all.
When I first started school, I used to believe that my dad was waiting for me outside the door all day until it was time to come home - at least that was what he told me! It never seemed odd at playtime when we went outside and he wasn't there! He used to tell me that to stop me from crying when he took me there!
I used to believe that if we dig a hole put some pencil wrappers and pour milk for 3 days in the early morning will be turned to a rubber, till me grandma heppened to notice it.
When I was in kindergarten I remember hearing that when you were six you'd go to 'the big school' for first grade. I was baffled when we sang 'Happy Birthday' to someone on her sixth birthday and no group of 'big kids' came to escort her to 'the big school.' I eventually figured out that this was a generality.
When I was in grade 1 or 2 and had to write the date at the top right hand side of the page in my schoolbook, I would always run out of room by the time I got to the end - for instance, June 14th, 1978 would have the 7 and 8 all skinny in order to fit on the page. It kept happening every day, and eventually I started to wonder if the numbers 7 and 8 were feeling bad that they were always smushed, so I started making sure that I had lots of room, and drew the letters 7 and 8 really really really wide, to compensate for all the times that they had been cramped.
For some reason, this really annoyed my teacher.
When I was little I used to believe that study hall was a huge room with a long table. The room was dark. Their were many chairs on each side of the long table. In between each seat was a divider which was a small wooden carved into the desk thing blocking the people from the others so as not to cheat. I was sure surprised when I saw the real study hall.