I used to think that Holisay was an extra day of the week and wondered why it didn't appear on the calendar.
When I was a child, I used to believe that in the year 2020 there would already be robots that work for us just like a human person, like flying cars, that transport would make more modern, more digital. but I see that not.
I used to believe that when the year 2012 will come, the world will end, just as the Mayas predicted in their calendar.
I used to think that April Fools' Day was created when a grown man named John and his businessman (I don't know his name) went to the government in the '70s, demanding there be more fun in the world. After watching a video on the holiday, I got set straight.
I used to believe that every country in the world had the same time. Guess I didn't consider time zones eh?
when I was little, I used to believe that no one should work in the summer. Everyone should rest from the first of June and return to work only in September))))
I used to believe the noon hour was the only time you could eat lunch. If it was before noon it was too early, and if it was afternoon it was too late. Thank goodness that's not true.
My sister believed that october was the 10th month!
I used to think that, at the end of every century (and thus, at the beginning of each new one), a giant shooting star crossed the sky. That was the way people learnt it was already a new century.
"mom can you getu ball back for me? "Sure I'll bring it to you in a jiffy." "What's a jiffy?"
when i was a little girl, i knew rainbow is wonderful thing. but i believed the rainbow came because there was mothers of fairy just took a bath at the river and used a rainbow as the slide as a way to go to river.
When I was three or four, there was a digital clock in my mom's car. I'd always watch the time, anticipating 11:11. I thought that the more 1s there were in a row, the easier it would be for paleontologists to find dinosaur bones, because 1 is the most bone-like numeral. Because 11:11 had four 1s, it was the best time, and I was so happy for those paleontologists. 1:11, 10:11, and 12:11 were also good times, but nothing was ever as exciting as 11:11.
When I was about eight, I was convinced that I was a part of someone else's dream. I was just sure that one day the person would wake up, and I would disappear.
I used to believe that invisible giants played with us like I played with my dolls.
I used to think that minutes were calculated by counting to that number a certain amount of times. So 5 minutes meant you had to count to 5, five times.
I thought a second wasn't a set amount of time but just the shortest time you could say something in. For example, I would count to 10 as fast as I could and would think that was 10 seconds
I had a hard time with clockwise and counterclockwise because I thought you had to know what country you're from to know which one.
My sister tried to explain time zones to me. She told me, "When's it's 9 o' clock here, it's 6 o' clock across the country." Then when I saw ads for movies that were playing on TV that said they started at 9, I got really jealous of the people across the country because I thought that they didn't have to wait as long for the movie to come on.
When I was 4 or 5 I thought there were only four ways to tell time. something-o'clock, something-30, a quarter till, and something-half passed.
When I was little, I thought time was cyclical, and that the numbered years cycled around like the days of the week or the months of the year. I asked my mom "when will it be 1978 again?", and the response "never" invoked in me an existential fear I had not known before.