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When i was in pre-school, about to go into grade school I was preparing myself for all the changes i might face. My biggest fear was that while in pre-school the teacher had you raise your hand, in grade school they might make you raise your foot. I practiced for the remander of preschool
When I first started school, during the last 5 minutes before school ended for the day, a person would come on the loud speaker and say, "This is your 5 minute morning before dismissal" and that was our cue to get our schoolbags and coats on but I always thought they were saying "5 minute warning before this missle" so I was always like, "AHH! HURRY!" because I thought that if you werent out of the school in 5 minutes, they would fire a missle and it would kill us all.
Our school came out with a theatre production last fall. Ever since I heard the plays name i thought it was titled "Little Shop of Whores"...it was really "Little Shop of Horrors.
i used to think that an eraser was full of all the letters that it had erased and i made up scenarios where they were all talking about me and saying i was mean for erasing them.
When I was young, everybody talked about how I was going to kindergarten. I imagined that they were going to take me to this farm place, with a big scarecrow and vegetables. So one day I asked my dad what the kinder garden grew.
A friend told me that when we got to go to high school, we would all have motirized desks and drive from class to class!
When I was 5 my class was cutting out pictures from magazines to make greeting cards. One girl told me that when you cut someone's picture up, the person gets cut up in real life too. So I started cutting all the pictures of people I saw up, because I wanted to show she was lying & that I didn't believe her. But deep-down I felt guilty & sad for the peoples families.
On a side note, another classmate started crying when I cut up Father Christmas 'cos they thought they wouldn't get presents anymore.
when I was little I thought kindergarden was an actual garden and I worried that I couldn't go because of my aleargies
I used to believe that when the teacher said 'work hard at school' it meant writting with your pen pressed down as hard as possible... It therefore confused me when l was punished for the results of my 'hard work' which was a writting exercise book torn by the excessive force l was exerting on the ball point pen.
I remember in 2nd grade being terrified of the vision and hearing screenings performed at school. I thought that the nurse would actually pull out your eyes and ears, test them, and then give you new ones if they were bad. You can imagine my relief when I just had to look into a viewmaster and put on headphones.
When I first started school I got School Board and Side Board mixed up and for several years I believed that anyone playing truant would be chased by a side board cabinet !!
I thought when the school fire drill happened, the school was actually set on fire....Wore my new raincoat for the first month for fear it would get burned during the fire drill and my mother would be angry.
i remember my first fire drill at school. i thought the teacher said "fire grill". as we lined up and filed out of the class i though we were going outside to grill up some burgers and hotdogs. i was very very disappointed when we were told to return back to the classroom and i hadn't gotten anything to eat! i didn't even see food!
When I was little and we had a fire drill, I thought a Giant Drill screwed into the side of building. I never understood why when we came back inside, there were never any holes in the walls. Once a peice of paper had fallen off my desk when we returned and of course, I assumed the drill had knocked it off.
When I was in kindergarten, sometimes my teacher would make kids stay inside during recess to do "make-up" work. I was always extremely jealous of these kids because I thought make-up work meant you got to play with makeup. I imagined kids sitting around the teacher's desk primping and applying lipstick! Then, after I had chickenpox, I finally had my own make-up work. I was SO disappointed when I realized what it really was!
I went to a private school as a child, and I thought they were called "private schools" because you weren't supposed to tell anyone about them. It was weird every time my relatives asked how I was doing in school, only to get the response of "That's a secret."
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.
I rememeber when I was 5 or 6 and my teacher was taking attendance. She told us when she called our name we could either say "here" or "present". I always said present because I didn't realize they meant the same thing, I thought that by saying present we would get a present. I never could figure out why nobody else wanted a present besides me.
When I was younger, around 8 or 9, I believed that you needed to be a certain height to graduate to the next grade. I, being the shortest in my class, was sure I had to repeat my grade until I was the right height. When I cried to my parents about it they assured me that it depended on how smart you were and not your height.
I used to believe that the day you turned 6 you would immediately know how to read. So on my 6th birthday, I woke up and just started staring at anything with words, but I still couldn't read. All day I looked at billboards, books, passages, anything with words, but I still couldn't read them, I just repeatedly told myself, "I guess it hasn't kicked in yet." I finally realized it wasn't going to happen...it was a sad birthday... I have no idea why I thought this.