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Up until the age of 13 I believed that cops told you to put your hands in the air so that if they chose to shoot you, you couldn't deflect the shot with your hands. Somehow I thought that if you put your hands in front of your heart, if someone shot you there it would just bounce off your hands.
I thought Jaywalking meant you crossed the street without looking both ways and holding an adults hand... I think I was 12 before I realised that I wasn't jaywalking when I didn't look both ways..
When I was around 6 I asked my mum what FBI stood for. She told me it was the Federal Investigational Bureau. I believed it was FIB for the next four years.
When I was 4 or 5, my uncle, who was a police detective, told me that when they fingerprint the bad guys, they light a match and hold their fingers above the flame until they turn black. Well . . . when I was in the first grade an officer came to our classroom for a safety talk. At the end of his visit, he said he was going to fingerprint us! AAHHH! I don't think my teacher ever understood why I threw such a fit!
I remember one time when my mother and I were in a shop. I really wanted a pack of chewing gum, but my mother wouldn't give me one. The next thing I remember was me and my mother walking at the street, and suddenly about six packs of chewing gum fell out of my pockets ... My mother took me back to the shop and had me give them back to the lady, who looked very angry and told me that she maybe had to call the police and tell them to come and get me. I got really scared, and for many weeks later I imagined that a policeman would walk up to our house and arrest me. (I have never stolen anything after this, however.)
Growing up in the 60's, I constantly proved to be quite the source of amusement to my siblings, especially since I was the youngest of eight kids in our family. Like the many times I overheard my eldest sisters cursing at police cars when they'd go zooming past us. They'd say, "Hey look, there goes another %$&^@%! Pig" and I'd just kept trying to look for the cute little piggies in the back of the squad cars, always wondering why the police would have those critters in their cars and how my sisters could see these animals in the back seat, but I couldn't. It took a few years, although eventually I learned that this was just another derogatory, slang euphemism they used! What I find even funnier now, is that one of them is actually a Sheriff's Deputy and they don't care much for being called a "Pig" one bit, but I never miss a chance but to rub it in that she used to call Cops that, all the time. haha!
I used to believe that when my mom or dad would get pulled over for speeding or some other traffic violation that they were going to be arrested. As you can imagine that could be tramatizing for a child.
Whenever my parents would see a cop in my small town, they would say, "There's John Law!" I thought that there was an actual cop in town with that name, since both of my parents have worked with the police and knew many cops. I didn't realize that it was a euphemism for the police until I was 20 YEARS OLD. We were in Hawaii and my parents said, "There's John Law!", and I felt like an idiot.
When I was five I thought that if several police cars were going 100 mph on a residentual road that the back car would arrest the one in fron of his car and he would arrest the guy in front of him and so on. I was afraid that soon there would be no cops to protect my families uninsured savings account.
I used to believe that it was aganst the law to eat snow! and the police would come to take you away!
I used to think that Legal and Illegal meant the same thing (illegal)
i used to want to be a police woman when i was young because i was terrified of going to jail and i throught if you were a cop you couldn't be arrested.
I believed that the police had a laser beam like the radar detector that could tell if you had your seatbelt on and if you didn't you went to jail. My mom told me that when I was like 4 so I would always wear it. I found out otherwise when I was 16 years old.
A girl in my neighborhood used to believe (we were 8 or so) that if you called the police their job was to come over and kill whomever you asked them to.
I thought that if you went to jail you wouldn't die. I think it came from someone telling me that if I went to jail I wouldn't go to heaven and I kind of misinterpreted it. I remember imagining going to jail and being the only person left in the world (because no-one else ever went to jail of course) as humans had become extinct and i could see that crocodiles had taken over and they were crawling into the jail where I was.
When I was about 4 my family and I took a road trip with our luggage "secured" to the roof of the old station wagon.Of course all the luggage ended up on the road somewhere between CO and OK. When my dad reported the issue he called the State Patrol.I thought he had called in the trolls who lived under the bridge and I was scared crapless-there was more than one troll under the bridge?They helped locate lost luggage?My dad was fuming over the lost luggage so I never did ask why he called the trolls.I am sure I believed that the state patrol had offices under all bridges until I was 10.
I used to think that the word "statutory" refers to statues.
When I was little I was at a hardware store looking at cabinets. When I opened one, one of the henges broke off leaving the door hanging crooked. I was so scared that everytime the doorbell rang it would be the police coming to get me.
My mum told me that whenever I saw a police car\Ambulance\Fire Engine with sirens blaring shooting down the road, that they were 'just practising'. I dont think she wanted to expose me to the real world just yet. Thanks mum!
i used to think that when you moved house that some policemen would come and put your house on wheels and then get a car to drive it to a new place.