the past

I used to believe that people in "the old days" could only see in black and white because all old tv programs were black and white.

I used to believe that color did not exist in the olden days, and the olden days constituted anything before my birth.
This belief came about while watching an old movie on television and commenting to my mother that there was no color. Her response was, “yes dear, we did not have color back when that movie was made”.

All the old television programmes were in black and white so I thought that colours were not invented when my parents were younger and the world used to be just black and white (and shades of grey!)

I used to believe that the world had no colors, but was all black and white. This belief came about because of watching old movies that were filmed in black and white. I thought the world had somehow changed and became colorful at the time color filming began. I believed the color or lack of color in movies reflected real life.

When I would see black and white movies and old black and white photos I used to think in the old days in the 1930-1950's the world was actually black and white and void of color.

When I was younger in the mid 70's,my parents use to listen to the radio and I thought that the guerillas were coming and that they were armed and dangerous.
It was years before I realized that they weren't gorillas.

I use to belive that in black and white pictures, it was that 'colour', the world was back then

I used to believe that all wars lasted 4 years!

I used to believe that the world used to be in black and white. Historic times and events were shown in old film clips and only in "modern times" were shown in color. To me the world of color could not have existed in the past.

When I was younger, i believed that black'n white tellys, was actually what people looked like in the older days, and that they didn't have colors until i was born :p

I used to believe that there were other colours, people just hadn't found them yet. I imagined it might look like a pattern. I would spend hours trying to think of this new colour while looking under rocks and behind chairs.

I sepnt a lot of my childhood growing up in the middle east with my Father who was in the armed forces there.
One day we were out in the desert with some of his friends when they discovered an unexploded mortar bomb.
I wanted to rush over and play with it, and my Dad couldn't understand why - until I explained to him that I wasn't afraid of 'WATER bombs...'.

When I was much younger (1970's) I was shocked when I saw Germans participating in an international game show (It's a Knockout for the UK readers) after all, weren't we at war with them?

I never thought that the world used to be in black-and-white -- but I did think that colour photos and movies would inevitably turn black-and-white over a few decades, until my Mom set me straight.

When I was about 7, I saw part of a screening of "King Lear" on TV. The part I saw took place in the darkness and rain. My dad told me the play was set during the Dark Ages, so for many years afterward I always thought of the Dark Ages as centuries of unrelenting darkness and rain.

My little brother is severly misinformed about World War II. First of all he thinks everyone hates the Germans and that we're still at war with them. He also thinks we (US) killed Hitler. And he thinks everyone except Americans are communists. I can only guess that he's somehow mixed up things he's heard on TV or in school because he leanred nothing of that sort in our house.