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If I asked an adult what time it was, they would always know. I figured that this was something you knew after a certain age, it didn't matter if you had a watch or not.
when i was little i used to believe that Saturday was the weekend and Sunday was just a day to get over the weekend
When I was very young I thought every day was a play day. Then school started and it seemed that every day was a school day. Then I learned about weekdays, months and years. I held this belief for a long time. Then it happened one summer. It occurred to me that everyday is a non-descript workday, except for my day off which is a play day. I've now in the phase where every day is a workday and on the days off the boss changes. The good news is that when I was a kid, I had it correct. I just need more practice to turn every day back into a play day.
I used to think that there was only 1980 and 1981. I thought that we just alternated between the two, I got really confused when we got to 1983 because no-one had ever explained to me how years worked...
It was less of a belief than a conviction. I felt strongly that Thursday *should* follow Tuesday with no intervening Wednesday (Tue - Two, Thur - Third) and that the entire world was making a foolish, illogical error. I remember telling my mom that when I grew up and had a daughter, I would teacher her that Thursday followed Tuesday because that was the right way. My mother pointed out that if my future daughter had any Wednesday appointments she would show up on a different day, but I did not care because she would be *right.*
When I was three or four years old, I heard talking heads on the TV referring to "time zones," and others describing some Third World peoples as "living in the Stone Age." So I put the two together, and was convinced that all the eras of history coexisted on Earth at the same time.
I was never able to get a good answere as to what hour of the day "evening" actually began
I used to think that there were three 12 o' clocks in every day: one at midnight, one mid-morning, and one in the middle of the day. I know not why.
I used to think "Soon" meant "later" and the sooner something was gonna happen, the further into the future it was.
One day I asked my dad when He had to leave and he said "Soon." I responded with a hearty "YAAAAAY!"
I remember people metioning "Mountain Time" and thinking that time must travel at a different rate at higher altitudes.
I once believed that one could run around the south pole in order to travel backwards and forwards in time.
My son always believed that tomorrow and yesterday were days of the week, so he used to say, Monday, Tuesday, yesterday, Wednesday, Thursday, tomorrow
One thing that always confused me as a kid was when one day ended and another began. So, I came up with the theory that "today" ended, and "tomorrow" began whenever I happened to wake up in the morning, be it 7am or 11:56.
As a child I would sing along with the Beatle's "Eight Days a Week" before I had a firm grasp of the actual number of days in the week. For years after, I thought I was miscounting since I couldn't think of the name of the other day of the week.
I used to believe that the world would end in 1970. I just couldn't imagine the year being anything other than 1960-something (the something corresponding to my age...). Even when I warmed up to the possibility that we might survive the decade (which I allowed only after someone convinced me that I really had been born in 1959 instead of 1960), 2000 gave me the creeps; but I figured by then I'd be an old, old, guy approaching 40, doing nothing with my time except lying about on the sofa like my granddad always did maybe watching TV because that's all old guys did, and it wouldn't matter anymore...
I remember being in first grade learning about the calendar.When the teacher showed how one month ended, and she flipped the calendar page over to the next month, it started on the very next day. This happened every month! There were no days in between months!
I used to believe that the day would change to the next day after my parents went to bed!
I used to believe that time could be calculated
I concluded that the 'good ol' days' was actually a period of time, when everything was in sepia and people sat around outside wild west style wooden houses on rocking chairs...
I was puzzled by daylight savings time, and couldn't get any adult to explain adequately to me how the way we set our clocks influences the rotation of the Earth...