time

I used to believe Saturday occurred once a year. It took so long for that ever so anticipated saturday-candy. But then one saturday i thought. hey wasnt it saturday not so long ago? So i saked my father about it and he explained. After that day time has gone so much faster. It's a shame, I liked being a kid. except for the donts och all that stuff.

I was never allowed to stay up until midnight on New Year's Eve until I was about 8. Imagine my disappointment when I discovered that a marching band in full regalia did NOT march past my front door "bringing in the New Year". All that time, I'd thought I was really missing out on something when I was sent to bed early.

I was convinced that the TV networks didn't know when midnight was! Every year on New Year's Eve, we would watch the ball drop in New York City at "midnight", but it would always only be 11pm in Dallas where I was! I wish someone would have explained time zones to me earlier.

I use to believe that on some days, or dates, the day would change in the middle to another day.

three points of evidence were:

(1) towards the latter week of the
month of some calanders, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and sometimes Wednesday would have a slash through the square for the date with one date (eg 22) in the top half and another (eg 29, seven days later in the lower half.

(2) the clock wad divided into two 12 hour sections (AM vs PM) which repeated, and on the days that switched in the middle, the switch occurred at noon, with the PM 12 hour section to facilitate the crossover

(3) my folks would often ask each other what day of the week it was (eg "Is is Tuesday today"), with the resonse being "Yes, all day). Well, clearly then on other days the day must have changed.

When I was about four, I got my first digital watch and I remember my parents kept asking me what time it was, so that I'd get used to it. I kept giving out the wrong time, because whenever it read say, 4:20, I thought the :20 could mean 20 "to" 4, or 20 "past" four. I just took it in turns

When I started taking notice of daylight savings and the process of 'changing the clocks', I used to think that peoples'tongue-in-cheek claims that the curtains would fade, or the farmers would have to milk the cows in the dark, were quite valid.

As a young child, whenever I asked my mother what day it was, she would say, "Its tuesday, all day". I therefore assumed that certain days must change partway through the day.

Since my birthday is in September, and since the school year generally began in September, I thought that was when the New Year began. I still envision the calendar starting with September with January in the middle.

I used to think that Sunday came first, then Saturday. I had a reason. Sunday was Sunny and Fun. And Saturday, Sadderday I thought it was, was a day to be sad because the weekend was over. I told my mom and she laughed. Now I have no explaination of why they're callede Sat. and Sun.

When I was younger I had no concept of time. I only knew that the Rugrats cartoon show was a half hour long. Whenever my mom would do something, say, go to work, I would be like "For how many Rugrats shows?" and she would figure it out and say "For 18 shows." I was obviously obsessed.

I used to think that the faster a person fell asleep, the faster time went, so the faster they woke up. I shared a room with my brother, and he always fell asleep quickly, so it was my belief that he was thousands of days ahead of me in time, and i was back living in his past!

When I was very young and was sent to early (7pm, 8pm) I couldn't comprehend that I could sleep for a whole 12 hours. I presumed the clock went from 12 midnight straight to 8am skipping the hours in between.

I used to believe that each year was like a circle, with December at the bottom and July at the top and when I thought about what month it was, I'd imagine myself standing on the circle. It still seems to make perfect sense to me!

I used to believe that there were 48 hours in a day. I knew that a day was divided into day and night; so I assumed that if there were 24 hours in a day, there must be 24 hours in a night as well. Thus, I was misled into believing that one day had a total of 48 hours. Of course, I was corrected later when I told someone that I slept an average of 32 hours a night. And this is why I am majoring in math and not English.

As a kid in the mid 80's I used to watch 'Towards 2000' on the telly (later to become 'Beyond 2000')- I couldn't wait till New Years Day, 2000 when I would wake up, look out my window and every one of these fantastic inventions was suddenly just 'there'. Terribly exciting stuff...

When I was little, my mom was trying to get me to go to bed early (I must've been cranky). I protested, saying that it was still light out. She explained that the Earth had stopped rotating for a little bit, and it was actually very late. For years after that I thought that the Earth just periodically stopped turning, then started up again the next day.

I knew that B.C. meant "Before Christ" so that was time before His birth. But I thought that A.D. was "After Death" which meant anything after Christ was crucified. For many years I did not know what to do with those 33 or so years in between!

When I was around six or seven years old my mom would always make me attend Sunday School. I hated sitting there for what seemed hours, bored out of my mind. Every sunday, however, I asked my mom how long Sunday School was going to last, she would reply "A short hour" leaving me to believe that there were two versions of an hour, a long and a short one.

I also went to daycare and one day asked a teacher when lunch was, she told me it would be ready in an hour. I then asked, "A long or a short hour?" all the teachers looked at me weird and started laughing at me. My mom and I still have a good laugh at this story.