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I used to believe (because a relative told me) that if you didn't jump off an escalator or moving walkway when you got to the end, you would get sucked underneath and chewed up by the mechanism.
for quite sometime as a kid (when I had numerous battery operated toys) I used to believe that empty batteries were lighter than full ones: it took me quite sometime to get my head around the concept that electricity could not be weighed!
When I was a kid, I used to think that NASA couldnt send up a rocket into outer space unless it was night-time! I seem to remember believing that it had to be night so it looked like outer space.
I used to believe that tape recorders had to be rewound on both sides. I would sit for hours and rewind my Micky Mouse tape on one side, flip it to the other and rewind that side, flip it back over and think "guess I didn't rewind it all the way!"
If you left a plug socket on with no plug in all the power would run out
I had a terrible time remembering the name for mechanical pencils. I always called them electrical pencils.
When I was about 12 I had an inept orthodontist who kept losing my x-rays, and after the third set or so my mom fired him, saying something about the cumulative cancerous effect of all that radiation. When I was 17 I hurt my neck skiing and she didn't want me to have a head x-ray because I'd already had my lifetime allowance. Fifteen years later, I still decline dental x-rays because my mom had me convinced I'd get brain cancer if I got any more head x-rays.
I used to believe that if you splashed water on an electrical outlet or on a light switch sparks would fly out. I got this idea from being told never to turn on or off a light switch with wet hands. I used to shake my hands off in the direction of the light switch anyway before drying them with a towel, because I thought it would be cool if sparks did come out.
I used to think that when you send a fax, the actual paper that you put in the fax machine goes through the plug to the other place you're sending it to and comes out there
When I was not very tall, I was told that when you flick up the lid of a lighter, the flint gets struck and the flame ignites. So I thought it only sensible that when you push the lid back down, the flint would be struck from the other direction, thus the flame would go out.
Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if that's what really happens.
When I was 3 or 4, I always saw my parent put video tape in the vcr. So I thought that my parent was feeding a monster. One day, my mother gave me a carrot stick. I decided I want to feed the monster. So I walked into my parent's room, jammed the carrot stick in (where you slide in the tape), and slided the carrot stick side to side. So yeah, I killed the vcr monster after that incident.
I once believed that I could look into photographs, like you would a window, and look "around the edges" by holding them at an angle (also see further into the distance in the photo using binoculars).
I thought every record player would automatically play a record when you start the player. This was a feature of the record player we had. I never thought any player would require a person to manually put the needle on the record. (Yes I remember records, even though I was born in 1977.)
I hate to admit it, but I was scared of the record player we had. It clicked whenever someone started to play a record and the sound frightened me. (By design, it was supposed to click.)
i believed that you can send anything thru a fax and used to get puzzled why people only send paper and not other cool stuff.
I didn't quite get the concept of mechanical printing as a kid. I figured whoever wrote books must have been quite exacting and meticulous with his pencil to make all the little letters perfect and regular.
Way back before I could read, I used to believe that typewriters were telepathic, and people just hit the keys as fast as they could and the typewriter would write out what you were thinking. So one day, my parents were letting me play with the typewriter, and I thought out a bunch of notes to people and pounded out gibberish with the keys. I then gave the notes to my parents and older children I knew, and thought they were just being mean and pretending that they couldn't read them.
As a child, I was travelling by car with my younger cousin. He asked me why there was a flashing red light on top of the radio tower. I told him that was so the radio waves could find the tower at night. Of course, he believed me.
I believed that if you looked reeeeealy close at an LP, you would see the words and music printed in the groove, and that the needle read it and played it as music somehow.
My older sisters had me believing that electricity was in the ground. I used to go around plugging radios and all sorts of stuff into the ground, and to my surprise, it never worked!
On certain three speed bicycles, the shifter is made by a company called Sturmey Archer. On a particularly long ride one time, my mother told me that Sturmey Archer was the name of the little man who lived inside the hub and changed the gears. He had very large ears, which made the clicking noise as you rode, and changed the gears by sticking his nose in and out of the hub. This last bit isn't too far off from how a three speed hub works (sans extremely small man), so she might have been actually trying to teach me something useful...