the past

I used to believe in the old days that the world was black and white and in the 80's it turned to color.

My grandmother always showed me pictures of her and her friends/family growing up. Of course the pictures were black and white. I used to think that when my grandmother was in the pictures, that the only colors were black,white, and grey. I thought that the other colors were something that they came out with recently.

When I was a kid growing up in fear of nuclear devestation, I used to think that Vietnam footage was ancient (since they were using guns, grenades, etc and NOT nukes). I could not grasp the fact when my dad told me that Vietnam was only a few years before I was born and not around 1930.

I used to believe (and still do) that my history teacher came from another era and travelled through time to teach us our lessons, then go back to whatever era he was supposed to be in.

I used to think the world was black and white a long time ago - because I saw it on television. I asked my father "what was the world like before there was color?" He looked back at me, puzzled, until he figured out what I meant.

The first time I left the United States and went to another continent, I imagined the world would be like that, but it turned out that I was wrong - sensation was the same here and over there.

i was about 10, before the Gulf War started and i remeber hearing about it all the time. i also remeber watching endless hours of it ontelevision. However, i thought i was all about GOLF. i couldnt figure out why people would fight so much about Golf.

When I was first learning about the discovery of America, I thought that my grandmother played an important role in it. I misunderstod the year, instead of 1592, I thought it was 1892 and I thought my grandma was old enough. I don't know why I thought she played an important role in dicovering America though.

I was like five and a half during desert storm, and I didn't quite get how we could be at war if there were no soldiers in army greens tearing through our neighborhood (like in mash) or fighter planes in the sky (like in topgun). Even though I had a very very dim view of what was going on I still would watch the news and it wasnt until about three years ago that I realized that the guy I believed was george Bush snr when I was little was actually donald rumsfeld.

I used to be convinced that Abraham Lincoln had been the first president of the United States. I held onto that belief for years, even in the face of overwhelming proof.

Until about the NINTH grade, I believed that the Gulf War happened in the Gulf of Mexico, because until then, I hadn't learned about any other gulfs, and hadn't actually thought it out to see my error...

I remember when i was little i asked my dad who the first person on earth was and he told me it was michael jackson! i actually believed him and whenever i heard the name on tv i was like, "wow, he must be really old!"

well, this belief persisted into high school, until I was humiliatingly corrected in a history class, but since I'm STILL a kid I think it counts... I used to believe that Walt Whitman (poet) and Charles Whitman (guy who shot people from the tower in Austin TX) were the same guy, that later in life Walt Whitman went nuts and went up in that tower and shot everybody, and that this tower was called the ALAMO, and that's why they said "remember the Alamo", like "remember that time Walt Whitman went up in that tower and shot all those people?"

when i was young i thought that the past was black and white and that one day they woke up and it was colour :D

I thought Elgin's marbles we're pre-historic marbles, as in the sort you
play with. It wasn't until I walked around the display hall in the British
Museum, past all these really boring statues, turned round to my husband
(yes I was an adult before I figured it out) and said "so where are they
then? I can't see any marbles!", that I found out the truth (after he'd
finished laughing at me).

When I was younger, I used to think that people who lived before color TV (like my grandparents) lived in a world of black and white...

I volunteer in a first grade classroom. One day the teacher asked the kids what the name of the ship was that the Pilgrims came to America on. One kid shouted out "The Cauli-flower!" It was so funny I almost burst out laughing. Then another kid said, "It's not the Cauliflower. It's the Cornflower." I guess the only part of "Mayflower" they could remember was the flower!