the world

When I was about 5 years, I was fond of a movie about a city called BOMBAY, the movie was a black & white print.

Next year, I went to the place with my uncle, and upon looking outside from train I said, "Uncle, this city is not BOMBAY, I know, BOMBAY is black & white, I have seen it in a movie."

I used to believe BOMBAY is famous because its blank & white.

when I was about 7, I saw a picture of the Great Wall of China taken from a satelite so that the whole wall could be seen.... When my mom pointed it out and asked if I knew what it was I rsponded "waterslide, big deal"

I remember this magical place where the only thing that occurred was choosing winners in contests that you could enter. The contests were usually in promotion of some favorite kids' food like cereal. The name of the place was RANDOM. As in: the winner will be chosen at random. I never could find it on a map.

I used to believe that the Demon Headmaster and Jack Straw were in fact one and the same person. I couldn't watch any parliamentary sections on the news because I thought that he was going to hypnotise me.

when i was younger when my parents were going out and if i wasnt coming they would say they were going to a place called uppanickinrussia(pronouced up-an-nick-in-rush-a) for years i believed there was such a place untill one day when i was in the car with mum and she said we were headed there.! was soo excited untill we pulled up at a bathroom tile shop.Disappiontment plus

I used to think that every street in my town ran all the way across the world. When I went to other towns I saw other Maple Streets and State Streets, so I figured they just sort of kept going. I always used to wonder if the Japanese had "Maple St." printed on their signs or if it was translated into Japanese.

My sister used to think that the "Best and Fairest" award in Australian Football (ie: the best player of the season) was awarded to the player with the blondest hair.

I grew up in Boston, and one time when I went to a Red Sox game with my parents, I asked them if we could go sit out in the bleachers. They said no because people "smoke pot" there. So, I though if we went to the bleachers, everyone would be sitting there holding smoking pots.

My dad used to tell us kids that if we behaved badly the Japanese would invade and put bamboo in our ears and under our fingernails to punish us.
PS - Sorry to the Japanese people reading this, and we left my dad when I was 11.

As a child, I would see football games on TV and wonder how the players got such large shoulders. They seemed like Hulks to me. It was not until I saw a player remove his jersey, a few years later, that I discovered the truth. Shoulder pads!!! Whew!!!

When I was small, when I dug in a sandpit, I thought if I dug far enough I would end up in China.

China isn't even the other side of the world for me!

I think I got the idea from a cartoon or something.

I grew up in Berkeley, California a fan of the University of California Golden Bears football and basketball teams. My father told me that Golden Bears used to exist and the last one was shot by a Russian hunter on the eventual site of the Cal football stadium is today. Into my early teen years I believed that bears with golden colored fur once roamed Northern California.

I used to think Pennsylvania was the United States capitol.
(Well the white house is on Pennsylvania Ave or something, isn't it? I guess that was one of the moments I was dazing out during class...)

For years I believed that cheerleaders had to have surgery to remove their hands and put pom-poms in. I vowed never to become a cheerleader -- Good thing too, I'm male.

I used to believe that the popular phrase 'the buck stops here' was literally a dollar bill being passed from one person to another-the person who had the notion to place 'the buck stops here' sign was the one who got to keep the money.

When I was four or five, I used to hear people talk about the BIG C. They meant the concrete letter C in the Berkeley Hills, (for the University of California) but, because we lived near the bay and several miles away, the hills looked bluish to me, and I thought they were part of the Big Sea.

I used to believe that Aiatola Reza Parlev was praying. In portuguese "reza" means pray, and I believe that this Aiatola was praying some tipe of supplication named Parlev

I can still rememeber the mental picture I would get when my Mom would tell my older brother to "Run downtown and get change for this dollar." I had it in my mind that the store had some kind of special tool that would split the dollar bill open, and pennies, nickles, dimes, and quarters would come rolling out. (And what I saw usually amounted to about $4-$5 in change!!)

As you cross the Oakland-Bay Bridge at San Francisco, Calif., about midway there was an exit for a military base on an artificial island named Treasure Island. As a kid, I was always disappointed when we passed the exit for Treasure Island. I imagined something out of the book by Robert Louis Stevenson; sunny beaches, tropical plants everywhere (in the middle of the San Francisco Bay; ha!) and buried treasure just waiting to be dug up. Even when I asked to go to Treasure Island, my parents would't explain to me that it was just a base.

I mean, who in their right minds would pass that place up?