the world

I used to believe that when grownups talked about "joining the Common Market" as we were at that time, that this meant we all had to move house and go and live in this huge market somewhere, also that "Downham " a town close to us was actually Denmark and if I ever went there, suddenly everyone would be wearing clogs and pointed caps like in my childhood atlas

I used to think that my state flag (Arkansas) was the same thing as the American flag. I guess I thought they were the same place and I couldn't understand why there were two flags for one place.

For a very long time I believed that skydivers were just floating in the air. After all, it didn't LOOK like they were falling incredibly fast.

I used to believe that the world was infinite, a non-ending loop with repeating continents. Also, I thought that on the next loop there was an clone of me, doing exactly what I were doing.

when i was younger my brother told me that the 'angel of the north' in england was put there because in the past the devil came down and he shot big balls of fire down and was killing everyone. so apparently the people put the big statue thing there to protect themselves and the devil hasnt been here since because of it.

In hockey, they have awards given each year that are named after famous people, like the Conn Smythe trophy, the Norris trophy, the Vezina trophy... So, when a player would be penalized with a misconduct penalty, I thought it was actually a penalty named after someone named Miss Conduct.

When I was little I used to believe that you could only marry someone of the same race or nationality. I remember there was only one black boy and one black girl in my class and I felt bad they they could only marry each other. And there was an asian girl in my class, but no asian boys and I felt so sorry for her that she would never get married.

when i was 9 i somehow got the idea that mexico was a city in spain.

my 4 year old sister would always say how she knew that mexico and spain were 2 different places and i would strongly disagree.

imagine the embarrassment when i was at a party for my soccer team and i told them, 'get this! my sister thinks that spain and mexico are 2 different places! she doesnt even kno that mexico is in spain!'

i got shown up by my lil sis. god i hate that.

i beleived that all the people of atlanta city in the us were gays and lesbians because my brother and my sister were (and still are ) gay and lesbians

Once, when I was five, I saw a news broadcast that ended with a shot of a car driving away from the camera and the reporter signing off with, "This John Doe reporting from Chicago". Except I didn't hear "Chicago" but instead, "WatchYerCarGo". I thought that was the name of the biggest city in the Midwest for years afterwards. Even when I knew better I couldn't think of Chicago without visualizing that old gas guzzler pulling away from the curb.

When i was little i used to think that island were piece of land floating on top of the sea like a boat and there was a chain attaching it to the ocean floor like an achor(so it didn't float away)

Then i found out my country was an island and was devastated to find i had been misleading my friends and my family all my life

When I was in third grade, living in Syracuse, NY, I used to think Florida was to the north, because we would drive "up" to Disney World. And I used to think Canada was to the south because we would drive "down" to Niagara.

I used to think each country was it's own planet.

Last summer some of my friends and I (Canadians) were in England and we ran into a group of Americans, probably about 15 or 16. They asked if we were Americans, and we said no. So they asked if were from Canadia, in reply we asked if they were from Americana.

I'm not sure where this would go, so I'm putting it here. When I was young, my parents bought a little weather measuring kit - you know, the kind with a wind speed guage, weather vane, etc. It came with a poster of various types of clouds, and what sort of weather they signified. Anyway, one picture had a radio tower on the horizon, its top obscured by the extremely low-hanging clouds. In order to call attention to this, the caption ended with the phrase "Note tower in background." As a result, I thought that the tower was named the Note Tower. So, whenever a relative or family friend would return from a trip, and show us a photo of scenery with a radio tower in it somewhere, I would always say "Oh! Did you go see the Note Tower, too?" And nobody ever had a clue what I was talking about.

I used to believe that baseball pitchers didn't have to go to games if they weren't starting that day.

I finally got things straight I saw Roger Clemens in the dugout and he wasn't pitching that night.