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When I was at nursery school, our teacher told us we would be going into assembly for the first time, ready for when we moved up into real school. I had no idea what assembly was at all, and thought it was a museum with lots of white statues in it that you walked around. I was a bit disappointed when I got into the assembly hall and realised we just sat in a line and sang hymns!
When i was in the 5th grade my teacher handed the whole class a sheet of paper that had classes that we'd need to take for the 6th grade and SHOP was on the list. Me and my friends were all happy because we thought that SHOP class meant that we'd get to shop at a mall or something....so the 1st day of 6th grade i asked my mom for 100bucks..she asked why and i said "mom dont you know? i got shop class today". she laughed and gave me a quarter.....
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 five, I was really excited for my first day of school. The months leading up to kindergarten I would constantly ask my mom how many days were left, if the first day was tomorrow etc. Then the first day of school happens, I have an excellent time, don't stop talking about it for the whole afternoon.
The next day my mom goes to wake me up early again. I was really reluctant to get up and I asked my mom why she was waking me up.
My mom replied, "To go to school, honey."
In my most sincere, no-duh voice I said;
"Ugh, Mom, I did that yesterday."
When I was in Elementary school I used to believe that minimum days were actually called M&M days, and that those days you would go to school and the teachers would give out M&Ms. I was greatly disappointed.
On my last day in kindergarten, I remember turning to my best friend and telling her that I was sort of sad to be finished with it, because not only did I not "guard" any "kinder", but I didn't even know what "kinder" was in the first place.
In history class the "underground railroad" was mentioned. Although I understood it was used to bring slaves north to freedom, I thought it was a hidden railroad which actually ran underground.
When I was in elementary school and looking ahead to junior high, I was nervous because I knew there would be gym class and I thought the boys and girls showered together afterwards.
I used to believe that college was mandatory and was what you went to after high school. My mom and dad always said "After you finish college..." and stuff like that so I assumed you had to go. When I got to middle school and they asked us if we were college bound, I thought it was a test to see if you were going to be a future criminal and ditch school. Then when adults said they didn't go to college I thought that meant they were on a run from the law because skipping school was illegal (or something to that affect)
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!
When I was 5 yeals old I used to think that high school was called high school because all the kids were so tall and high off the ground.
When we explained to our son that he would be starting school soon, he asked how long he had to stay there. We explained he would go to school until he was about 16. He started to cry - he didn't realise he would come home every afternoon- he thought he had to stay at the school until he was 16
when I was little, I remember hearing our teacher teaching us about fire safety. You know how everyone always say: STOP, DROP, and ROLL? we'll I thought you got to pick one. Good thing I always told myself if I was on fire, I would pick ROLL!
At school we had ring binder rulers, and me and my friends thought that it said ring blinder ruler. We spent hours putting rings in the holes of the ruler and trying to make ourselves go blind by looking through the ruler
I used to believe when teachers asked you to 'double-space' your essay, they literally mean to put two spaces between each word.
I used to get really frustrated that my word processor only double-spaced LINES and not WORDS and I would do it manually! Strangely, none of my teachers actually noticed the lines weren't double-spaced!! Talk about misleading!
I used to believe that the school was fun
When I was younger I thought that only smart people could go to college. I fully expected all college students to be brilliant, well-dressed & have perfect hygiene. I was shocked to find students who ask stupid questions in class, don't know how to dress for the weather, and have greasy hair and smelled. That is when I learned that book smarts and common sense are not dependent upon each other.
When I was in seventh grade, I had to take a keyboarding class, but when they said "keyboarding," I thought they meant piano. I thought it was really weird when I got there and heard computers talking. It was a school for the blind, and computers have speech software. I still didn't realize it was a typing class until I was sitting at a computer. Woops.
When I was going from Preschool to Kindergarten I thought hat it was pronounced Kid-in-a-Garden. I thought that it was a place where little kids grow plants and such. Either that, or children were buried and had to wait for plants to grow out of them. I soon found out the first day that this was not true.
I remember when I was about six or seven that I had my first day off from school as I was sick. Lying on the couch all day and watching nothing but cartoons seemed like a great life to me! So after that I always wanted to have more sick days. One day I came up with the brilliant idea while having a little bit of my older sisters Pot Noodle (a noodle like snack for those not in the know, that I was never allowed to have at the time) that I could pass it off as vomit. I had a mouthful one day and kept it in my mouth without swallowing and walked up to my mom who was watching TV and promptly spat out my mouthful and then groaned that I felt sick. Of course she didn't believe me and was furious with me for spitting food on the carpet for no reason at all.