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When I was little I always heard the don't drink and drive slogan. And in class we got to draw on paper bags that said that and they were handed out at the liquor store. Well anyways, one Saturday, my family was going shopping, and I saw my dad drinking a cup of coffee while he was driving, I started yelling at him for doing so and he just shrugged and said I guess I'm breaking the law.
When I was in 7th grade, during art class, me and my friends were painting and talking. I was telling them about this guy that went to jail for something stupid. I proclaimed he was a prostitute (rather loudly) and that he deserved it. I thought a prostitute was someone waiting to be prosecuted. Everyone in the class started giggling, even the teacher. I looked pretty perplexed obvioulsy, because my friend asked me if I knew what a prostitute was. I told her my definition, but when she was done telling me the real definition, I was pretty embarassed.
They still tease me about it to this day.
When i was younger i must have been told that people who went to jail didn't go to heaven. I interpreted this as people who go to jail wouldn't die.
I was terrified of going to jail, i had visions of myself in jail thousands of years from now when humans were extinct and the land had been taken over by crocodiles that were coming to eat me...
When I was younger i thought 'rape' was 'rake', while i still thought that this would be quite painful to be raked i really didnt think it would be as tramatizing as the women on tv made it...
As a kid at the Post Office I saw a wanted poster of Patty Hearst. I told my Dad we can look for her and if we capture her we can get the reward. He told me she was dangerous and if I saw her to tell a policeman and do nothing else. On the drive home I planned on how I would personally capture Patty Hearst if I saw her and turn her over to the police. When my Dad made a hard left turn my door flew open (I guess I did not shut it very well). It scared me to pieces and I believed it was a warning from Patty Hearst to leave her alone and don't even think of capturing her.
At age 6 or 7, I'd occasionally go around the house and gather various things -- shampoo, washing up liquid, cooking oil, food colouring, that kind of thing -- and then bottle some up in a bizarre-coloured mixture, with a label to the effect of "Burglars: drink this!".
We never had any trouble with burglars, so it must have worked.
When my husband was about seven, his mom brought him to camp and the teenage girl camp counselors told him that when he grew up, he was going to be a real "ladykiller". He was devastated. His mother couldnt understand why calls were being made to the house, that he really wanted to come home, and she later learned that he had been terrified by the notion that he was going to be a murderer when he grew up......
when i was young, a girl was murdered were i live and everytime we went travelling in the car i used sit there with my feet on the seat just incase if the murderer was under the seat trying to get me.
I used to beleieve (when VERY young; 12 actually!) that cat burglars stole cats!
When I was really young, like 4 yrs, there was a lot of talk about child abductors, and I must have seen things on TV about poison candy. Also, my parents always used to say to me that I wasn't allowed to talk to strangers. All this really impressed me. On my fifth birthday we had been to a theme park, and on the bus home, an elderly woman tried to offer me a roll of candy, which I, of course stubbornly refused to accept, saying that I couldn't take candy from strangers because it was poisoned, and this woman was going to abduct me.
I didn't realize that alcohol figured in "drinking and driving" at all - I just thought that you weren't allowed to drink anything because it was distracting and you couldn't keep both hands on the wheel while doing it.
I used to beleive (because he told me) that my Uncle Jack sneaked into Armley Prison, to see what it was like, stayed a couple of weeks, did'nt think much of it and sneaked back out again.
As far as i know my Uncle Jack never actual went to prison.
When I was a child, I was terrified by the "Trespassers will be Prosectuted" signs I saw. I accidentally read 'prosecuted' as 'persecuted'. I had learned in religion class that Jesus was persecuted, and I knew he had been killed, so unfortunately I believed they meant the same thing. Therefore, the signs meant that anyone who trespassed would be immediately killed. I was always terrified to set foot on private property for fear I would be shot.
When I was little I thought all criminals wore black & white striped suits and when they escaped from prison, they went "underground". To reach the "underground" they had to open up a utility access panel (the PC name for manhole cover) or storm drain cover and drop down into the large underground passageways located under every city street.
These dimly-light passage ways were filled with crooks in black & white striped suits who spent their days lurking around the dark corridors of the underground hiding from the law.
The cops looking for the escaped crooks dressed in blue suits similar to the cop on the Monopoly Community Chess card who's hauling the guy to jail. The cops would rarely go into the "underground". I knew this because I never saw them opening manhole covers.
Occasionally, the cops would go "underground" to bust someone only when they did, they used disguises. The cops dressed up like phone company workers and set up teepees over the top of the manhole. Then, the police, wearing hardhats and tool belts would go into the underground and arrest crooks. The teepee was to keep people from seeing into the "underground" because if you did, the crooks down there would come out at night and kill you because you'd seen them.
The cops would sometimes try to electrocute the crooks living in the “underground” because you could see them working on green boxes filled with all kinds of wires.
when i was younger i used to think an evil man would come and get me if i didn't go to sleep
I used to think that jay walking was only for people whos first name began with J, if your name was Alice, you would be A walking....
We were going on a school trip to York in Year 3 and I spotted someone drinking coffee whilst driving. I shouted "THAT MAN'S DRINKING AND DRIVING!" at the top of my lungs.
Needless to say the teachers had a laugh but the kids didn't know what they were laughing at.
I was confused between babysitters and kidnappers. I couldn't understand why people would rather have someone watch their kids who sits on them and hurts them than someone who makes them nap.
When my brother was little he put a banana skin in the bathroom bin. We only put food waste in the kitchen bin, and my mum said he had to put his banana skins there in future. My brother got really worried and asked "Why is it against the law?" Even though we reassured him he was worried all that day that he would be put in jail!
I used to think that Johnnie Cochran was saying," If it doesn't fit, you must have quit." I couldn't figure out why he wanted OJ to keep trying to make the glove fit. I just recently found out he was saying, "If it doesn't fit you must AQUIT." (Sad thing is that I was in high school during the OJ SImpson trial.)