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When I was around 7 years old (1961 or 62), we used to have 'air aid rills' at school, where we lined up in the hallway, in alphabetical order, with cardboard signs hanging by strings around our necks. We had to squat down and fold over our legs, with the sign protected by our bodies. Some of the kids told me that we were going to be bombed and the signs were so they could identify our bodies. I was really upset until my mother explained that this is America and it is against the law to bomb America.
My Grandma (who lived through WW2) used to make me wash my hands alot. Whenever I complained about it, she would say I had to do it to fight the "Germans." For a long time I thought "germs" and "Germans" were synonymous and that the people of Germany were trying to make me sick.
I used to believe that the Koreans from the Korean War were big green monsters that I'd probably seen in a comic book that my brother had.
I used to believe that all wars lasted only 4 years. I mean, think about it! The civil war was 4 yrs long, WWII, 4 yrs for americans... I guess thats pretty much it. I also thought that America had won every war it had ever fought in, and always would.
I used to believe that all wars were a result of a previous war and that all it would take to stop any future wars was for the sufferers/country of the last war was to decide not to seek revenge and not to be angry.
when i was in elementary school, my father would always listen to movies or videos about war. from that, i used to believe that the civil war was really "the silver war"
i used to believe that the Civil war was called the Silver war. i also thought that there was a Gold war and Bronze war too.
I thought that with the cold war, there was an ice age, meaning everything was frozen over and snow and ice was everywhere and ice sculptures were everywhere and the war was covered in ice and people would fight each other in the icy area.
Wen I was a kid i thought the Gulf War was "The Golf War" I pictured men running around killing eachother with golfballs and such
I was raised in the deep South. I assumed that the South won the Civil War. It was presented to us as a glorious fight and all the Civil War battles that we enacted as little boys featured glorious Confederates vrs. the cowardly yankees. When I was ten, my cousins from Wisconsin were visiting and made me look up The Civil War in The World Book. Finding out the actual outcome, I was devistated.
Wen I was 4 or 5, I kept on hearing on the radio about World War III, so I assumed for some time thereafter that there had been three world wars, and the third one ended a few years before I was born.
Before I was old enough to understand the terminology behind the phrase "World War", all I saw was an image of the entire globe covered in people fighting each other. It just seems a little bit weird to see two soliders trying to shoot each other off the very highest peak of Mount Everest. Stranger still, I though that World War I was the first round of the fight, and that World War II was the second half. A bit like a football match, only with more violence.
When we were little, my sister was unclear on the concept of "battlefields". She thought that a battlefield was a designated location where two opposing armies would have to go when they wanted to fight.
One day, she was playing with her Legos and my little green army men, when she had an idea: she took one of the flat green Lego sheets, mounted it on wheels, and stuck a towing attachment to the front, so that she could hook it up to her Lego truck, and proudly presented it to me, this innovation that promised to revolutionize military tactics forever: the portable battlefield! No more would armies be forced to miss fighting potentially decisive battles due to the lack of a convenient battlefield! They could just carry their own wherever they went!
The fact that I almost fell out of my chair laughing when she showed me this didn't discourage her in the least, and she went right on playing with her portable battlefield until her next inspiration struck, which had something to do with shaving off all of Barbie's hair.
I used to believe a war was people shooting each other from across a field. Whatever side had the most people living after was the winner of the war.
I believed that Winston Churchill was an American, because only an American could be that great.I was 7 years old at the time.
When the Gulf War was on, back in 1991, I thought it would be like World War II, and the Iraqis would come over and bomb us, and I remember once waking up at 2am and was scared to go back to sleep incase we got bombed.
When I heard stories about the Civil War I always thought it was the Silver War. Based on having attended my parents' twenty-fifth wedding anniversary and knowing that they had been married twenty-five years, I figured that the Silver War was twenty-five years after the preceding war.
As a very young child in the early eighties, I had yet to recognized the United States was a relatively safe place to live. Gaining a healthy fear of bombs being dropped from planes from television footage about past wars, I would hide under trees, slides, or whatever else I could find that would shield me from being seen be anyone in a plane that would want to drop a bomb directly on ME. Of course it was completely irrational that anyone would have wanted to drop a bomb on me in particular, nor would I have been protected by a puny tree or playground slide if they had.
When I was about three I used to believe that a huge bee was flying over the house. It as years before I realised it was a flying bomb on it's way to London.
For a while, I thought hand grenades were called "hen grenades" and they were made of rotten eggs.