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It was a common belief amongst the younger grades at my elementary school that there were murderers in the trees just a few feet beyond the fence at the end of the playing fields. I don't know why but it wasn't something I was scared of, I remember being awed by the idea that they were there more than anything. The murderers weren't any kind of threat so long as you didn't get too close to that fence.
Science has never been my forte. In 5th grade it started getting particularly difficult. I was telling my mom how confusing it was to me, and she asked what I didn't understand about it. When I said, "The orgasms and all that stuff" she and my sister burst into laughter. "You mean organisms?" My mother replied. I didn't know what an orgasm was, but I was quite embarrassed.
I believed, really believed, that when we were taught something in school for the first time, it was something that had just been discovered, and we were the first to be told.
I once worried myself sick after a first-school lesson that we'd have some terrible ice-related incident because no-one but my class knew that when water freezes, it expands.
When i was younger i got told that if i skipped school the ''school boarder'' would come and get me. I heard it as the ''school balder'' and i imagined a bald man in a black cloak marching up my drive , with two huge men carrying crowbars, to come and drag me out of bed. I was weird. yep yep.
when I was younger I used to think that if you didn't pass your grade in school you had to sit all alone in class the whole summer long without food and other stuff
My husband used to believe that kindergarten was called, "kiddie garden."
When I was in grammar school, the fourth and fifth grade had school band. I remember watching the flutes in kindergarten pick up in the middle of some songs. I thought that in band, u could take breaks and just join in when u wanted to in a song
when i was in kindergarden, 1st grade 2nd and 3rd, i always thought that each day of the week had a color(and i still think about that sometimes). Monday=red tuesday=blue wednesday=orange
thursday=pink friday= black
An not until recently did i realize why i thought that! In kindergarden, we always had playtime. There were 5 things you could do, but only 1 each day. My teacher made a chart with colors representing weeks that told us what we could do taht day.
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.
I used to think school would last forever....
once when I didn't know how to do a math problem in 2nd grade, I checked out fromt he library an encyclopedia and took it all the way home. I was gong to look up "math" in it and find all the ways to do math problems so i could finish my homework. I coulndt figure out why this particular one only went from A to B
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.
I remember when we had our first fire drill in school. The teacher told us that when the alarm rings, we would have to leave the classroom in an orderly fashion and walk (not run!) into the playground. Having never heard the term "fire drill" before, I thought that we were being taken outside to see a power drill that made holes with fire rather than with a drill bit. It sounded so cool. I was sure disappointed when I found out what we were actually doing!
When i was six my school was teaching us about different religions. Because virtually everyone in my class was Christian, my teacher opened her talk about Hinduism by saying 'Hindus are people who are not Christians....'. Because I knew my mum was an athiest, i loudly announced 'my mum is a Hindu'. My teacher looked a bit suprised and said 'really? How interesting!' Does she celebrate Diwali?' i didnt know what she was talking about but i said yes as not to appear stupid. Later, at a parents evening, my teacher asked my mum if she had had a pleasant Diwali. When my mum found out she teased me for ages, and told most of my family. She tells people about it to this day........i was only 6!
When I was in kindergarten, there was this talent show where we would dance with partners. My partner was Angela. One day my teacher came up to me and said that Rachel would be my partner because Angela was absent. I had never heard the word "absent" before, and for some reason I assumed that it meant that Angela sat in a dark room all day by herself. I saw an image of her in my mind - it was dark except for an orangeish light. I wondered why she'd want to be absent because it sounded weird and boring.
When I was old enough to go to kindergarten, I thought it meant only visiting the place for an hour or so - just like a zoo or a birthday party. I was absolutely horrified when my mom left. I stood hours in the playground, not uttering a word and thought my mom had simply gotten rid of me.
When I was 7 yrs old at my school, the timetable of the day would always be written on the board for everyone to know what was going to happen. One day I saw "Drama" written on the board. I literally freaked out, I thought that I meant that there was going to be a lot of "drama" happening and I believed that maybe we would all have to go to the hospital and there would be alot of "drama" there.
Every day when I got home from school by bus, as I walked through the front door I used to say to myself, "Ahh they didn't get me!". I did this from primary school into the first few years of secondary school. AS to who I was talking about, I have no idea! Bit worrying really!!! :¬)
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!
When I was in kindergarten I saw a movie which showed a college lecture hall with hundreds of students all crowded together and only one teacher. I assumed that that's what first grade was going to be like. When I got to first grade I saw that I was wrong, but I still honestly believed that sixth grade was going to be like that.