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When I was 9 years old I believed that the teachers were people who spend all day caring for children and helping them in everything like a nanny but I realized that not only were babysitters who with each one learned different things
Teachers lived at the school
When I first went to School, I thought it was like hell. It's not as a bad as I thought, hehe
When I was in gym class at school I always thought they told us to stand "shoulder with the part" and I remember thinking "what does that even mean?" and just looked at what everyone else was doing to figure it out. I was much much much older when I had the epiphany that it's shoulder WIDTH apart, which makes perfect sense.
When I was in preschool (3 or 4), we used to have a gym that we used an old dark staircase to get to. The teachers didn't want us to fall so they sang a song about keeping your hand on the railing. It went to the tune of "if you're happy and you know it" except the words were "keep your hand on the railing on the wall". My child brain thought that they were telling you to put your hand on the railing and then put it on the wall. So I was constantly switching between railing and wall. I only recently realized that they meant that the railing was on the wall.
I used to think that teachers actually lived at school! I wondered where they slept in the school, maybe in the teacher's lounge?
I used to believe that all teachers lived at school!
When I was in kindergarten, my teachers occasionally mentioned Mr. Mont, the school principal. A good ways into the year, we were told Mr. Mont was dropping by the classroom for a visit. And so he did, but imagine my disappointment when he turned out to be a human... since, for some strange reason, I'd been expecting a kangaroo. I'll never know why, but up until the point I actually saw him in person, every mention of Mr. Mont conjured up the mental image of a real, live kangaroo who was led around the school on a leash.
The first time I heard the pledge of allegiance was on my first day of kindergarten, and I didn't know what it was. I thought that it was a spell, and that when it was done the whole class would be teleported to the Statue of Liberty and we would spend the rest of the school year there, only learning about the U.S.
We used to start each day in my kindergarten class with the Pledge of Allegiance. Being a kindergartner, I had no idea what exactly it meant, but I did understand enough to know it meant I was agreeing to SOMETHING. So, to avoid accidentally committing myself to something major before I understood it, I would just mouth the words, letting everyone else's voice cover for me.