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Around the age of 5, I believed that as the years progressed, that we would eventually find ourselves back in olden times (with horses and carriages, etc.).
When I was little I didn't see the difference between days and weeks. So one day I told my friends
I was going to the town where my Grandparents live called Deep River for 2 days. What I really meant was two weeks. Two days after I left they started to worry and thought that I drowned in a deep river and died...they were all very suprised when I came back alive two weeks later!
On 1992-93 new year's eve, I thought everyone in the world would turn 93 years old at midnight, so then I cried because I thought people used to die at 100 years old.
In kindergarden my friend told me that there were 24 hours in the day and 15 hours in the night.
When I was 4 I coudn't quite grasp how hours and half hours worked. I judged all time by how many Scooby Doo shows could fit in. A drive to chicago took an overwhelming 10 Scooby Doo's!!!!
I used to believe that each country had a different decade or time. Sort of like Disneyland. For example, when I went to London with my mother I thought that it was the early 1900s. Mostly because we visited in my Grandma's house which was made in 1912. I also thought that in Africa it was the Stone Age, because I had seen pictures of people in loincloths. I thought that it was the 1800s in France, and so on. I thought that California (where I lived) was the "modern" age were everything was current.
I was really shocked to learn that people in Africa had cars....and that they were not cave men.
when i was a kid i thought that there were 100 minutes in an hour
Regretably, my parents taught me to tell time at the age of 4. I used to move the hands on the clock to 8:00 to make Sesame Street come on. I got busted and they had to explain that time doesn't work like that.
After reading the back of my new watch I'd received for my seventh birthday I remember saying to my Dad, 'Dad, I know what water resistant means, but what is shock resistant?' He replied 'It's so your watch won't break if you stare at it for too long'.
It wasn't until I wondered (many years later) how my watch knew whether or not I was looking at it did I understand, I had cruel parents!!
When I was little I had a common belief. My mom would say "wait five minutes! So I would count...... 1.....2.....3....4......5!!!! Okay mom! It's been five minutes! It's stupid, really.
I was always mystified at how adults told time when I was little. My mom would ask my dad what time it was, and dad would respond saying "quarter after" or "ten of", but he never said the hour. I never knew how my mom knew what he was talking about. To further my confusion, one day (after I learned how to read a clock) my mom asked me what time it was and I said "quarter past", and she asked me which hour! I though adults had some type of ESP or something that kids didn't, because she didn't know which hour I was talking about.
When I was about 10 I used to believe that when I was in school the world would wait until I got home before starting. One day I went to the doctor during school time and realised that the world carried on without me.
Since the current day is today and the next one tomorrow, I used to be sure that the day before today was toyesterday.
I used to count a minute as counting to 100. But to count to say, 6 minutes, i would count to 100 skipping 6, and then count 6 right after 100.
I used to believe that some days changed in the middle of the day. I would ask my Mom what day it was and she would reply with something like, "It's Friday...all day." Thus, my belief that some days stayed the same day all day and others changed mid-way.
when i was younger, i thought that independance day (4 of july) actualy ment you had to be independant and not bother your parents!! tee-hee. they sure were happy.
I used to believe that Memorial Day was actually "Oreo Day." Every year when I was told it was Memorial Day, I would expectantly wait for my parents to give my an oreo, in celebration of the holiday, though they never did.
i dunno why cos i always knew about tuesday and thursday but i remember i used to think the week days went
guess i must've learnt the terms yesterday/tomorrow on a wednesday!!!!
I used to think that when my granpa said a clock was fast he meant it was ticking faster. I kept trying to put one clock to each ear to hear if one was faster than the other. I thought he was amazing to be able to tell.
I used to think that if I held my breath, closed my eyes, plugged my ears with my hands, and remained completly still, that time all around me would stop... Stop laughing, it could have worked.