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When I was younger, I thought that a globe wasn't just a small model of the world, but an ACTUAL little world. Like I thought that tiny little people lived inside of it and just did the same things that we did, just at a microscopic level.
When I was a kid I thought that Germany must be a place of many germs, that being how it got its name (germ + many).
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When I was a youngster, I re-call travelling in our car and seeing signs saying, 'Dual Carriageway' and I thought this was a place. I could never understand why we never got there!
I thought that PB (pacific beach) in San Diego stood for peanut butter. I sure wondered why the banners advertising peanut butter everywhere had fish on them...
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i used to believe that canada was pink and floated above america because if was pink on maps, and my kindergarten teacher said that canada was RIGHT ABOVE US.
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Me and my sister used to dig holes in the yard because we thought we could dig to china.
I used to think that people on the East Coast or other parts of the US had never heard of California. I was duly impressed when my cousins had heard of the state that I lived in. XD
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Until i was about 13 I thought that we lived inside the world instead of on top of it. I thought I could see the domed shape (horizon on left, sky above, horizon on right) and that aeroplanes and rockets had to break through it to fly in space.
I also wondered why people in australia didn't get dizzy from hanging upside down all day.
CARACAS another country
When I was child, my mother used to take my brother and me to the doctor in Caracas. I used to believe that Caracas was another country. I didn't know that Caracas was a city.
I used to get a bunch of my friends to help me dig a hole in the sandbox deep enough to reach China on the other side of the world. We would never finish, so for the longest while I thought it was possible.
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When I was little, my best friend went on a family vacation over the summer to Vegas. When she came back, she told me penguins walked down the streets and that they had little pools for them on the corner for them to eat and hang out. I firmly believed this and whenever someone mentioned they went to Vegas, I'd excitedly ask them if they saw the penguins too.
Until I was about fifteen, I genuinely thought that all gas stations had giant pipes from the refineries underneath them to bring them gas.
Then I saw a fuel truck and my childhood was destroyed.
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I thought that the Far East was the same thing as the east coast of the United States. I once asked my dad, "Don't Grandma and Grandpa live in the Far East?" (they live in Boston) He said no, and then I guess I figured it out!
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I used to believe that if I went to Antarctica I could stand upside down. (That's when i first learned of a globe)
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When we were little my oldest sister thought when you moved to Texas you had to get out of your car, and get in a covered wagon, and fight Indians.
Being from the state of KY, I used to believe that when we crossed the border into another state, lets say, Ohio, that when we stopped to eat somewhere, we would see "Ohio Fried Chicken" or maybe "Tennessee Fried Chicken" restaurant chains. They had their own Colonel too.
I used to believe that there was a whole separate continent called "West Africa". It was divided into twenty-some countries. Among continents, it ranked in area between Europe and Antarctica. And where was this "West Africa" continent located? It took up a good portion of what is actually the Indian Ocean, EAST of Africa. Go figure!
I used to believe that America was a state near the one I live in.
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i thought if you went to the bottom of the earth you would fall off.
That the District of Columbia was an island in the Carribean. I believed this until I was about 19 yrs old.
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