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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!
Pam Mouton
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.
Mullai
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.
queeneve
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.
Tikifish
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.
Aerith
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I believed that college was a big room, like an ancient cathedral with amber-colored stained glass windows, and rows and rows of old-fashioned wooden desks where the pews were, and there were rows and rows of grown-ups sitting silently at their desks and writing on papers.
Megan
On my husband's first day of grade 1, his dad dropped him off and told him he would see him that night. My husband burst into tears figuring that he would have to stay at school until midnight!
Dee
I was terrified to start kindergarten because I thought I had to know how to read, and I didn't know how, and I believed the teacher would be angry at me.
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I used to imagine schoool as being a hallway made of bricks with bars and stools. The students would sit in the dimly lit, narrow corridor and write all day long. Beside them would sit a bowl of water to rest their hands in when they got writer's cramp.
Weird chil
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when i was in elementary school, i belived that when you were in college all the taught you was to count really high and make sure you knew your abc's forwards and backwards.
marie
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When I was in Kindergarten, I used to believe that classrooms had special air that changed when children talked, because the teachers kept saying over and over again, "There can't be any talking in this room".
Audrey
Back in primary school, whenever I used to hear about the Head Prefect, I used to think that she was the one who was responsible for checking to see which pupils had nits and lice in their hair.
Mantis
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I went to "private" catholic school as a kid, but I had friends that went to "public" schools, so when I saw signs that said "not open to the public" or "private", I figured I was allowed in there. Unfortunately for hilarity's sake, I never tested my theory.
John VonBokel
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When I was in kindergarden, I used to believe that the little pieces of concrete in there were dinosaur bones...
Zick
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In the early years of elementary school everyone sat in the same class and sometimes the whole class would move to the gymnasium or to the library. In the higher grades segments of the class would go to Richmond, a suburb of Vancouver where I live. In reality they weren't getting on a bus to go to Richmond, they were going to enrichment classes... and I wonder why I was never invited to go. :)
John Asbacher
When I was in kindergarten, my elementary school had 3 swing sets, each with 3 swings on it (9 total). I used to believe that, if I swung on the swing set in the middle, I'd be in the middle school, and if I swung on the set on the right, I'd be in high school. The same applied to how high I swung...If I swung really high, I thought I would be in high school. :)
PZelda
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I remember thinking that school NEVER ends. I thought when my parents "went to work" it was just like they were in 40th grade or something. One day my mom told me to get ready to go to our neighbors graduation. I asked what "Graduation" was and when she told me I was like "SCHOOL ENDS?????!!!" I was SO excited!
GB
Every morning in school (1950s), we sang "My country, tis a bee, sweet land of liberty, of DIC..." Although I didn't know what DIC meant, the rest made sense...after all, didn't we learn that this was a land of milk and honey? I had no idea I had the words wrong until about the 4th or 5th grade when I finally saw the words in print.
Another special memory of school in the 50s was air raid drills. The school's alarms would ring and we would file out of class, down to the basement, and sit cross-legged on the floor facing the lockers with one forearm over our eyes and the other over the back of our neck...or take the same position under our desks...
Rita
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I used to believe that when the compresor on the water fountain kicked in that it was taking my picture and charging me for the water so I always tried to finish before this happened.
PWR
When I was in grade school I believed that my Dad would be home with Mom and us kids during the whole summer too! I was so upset to find out that my Daddy didn't get any time off~he was really my hero then!!!
Susan
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