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When I was a kid, I was confused by Daylight Savings Time and asked my dad why we had to do it. He told me that charcoal companies all got together and made the law so that people would grill out more often in the summertime. I totally bought it, and repeated it to people through my early 20s.
I used to think that the way to count time was to sound it out slowly. e.g. Once my Mum said to wait five minutes so i said f-i-v-e m-i-n-u-t-e-s out loud and really slowly and thought that meant five minutes was up.
Because of this I could never understand how one hour was longer than say twenty minutes because when you say it out loud twent minutes would be longer.
One night I was up late with a friend working on a college level biology project when we got into an arguement about the number of weeks in a year. I almost felt bad for the poor guy, he was SO sure that there were only 48..
When a 24 hour clock shows 00:00 (midnight) the world stops for 1 whole minute, and at 00:01 it starts again.
I must say i thought this for some time, probably until i was 14 at least *blush*
If you went to the International Date Line and jumped back and forth across it 2 or 3 times it would affect your age.
When I was in kindergarten and first grade my teachers would always write the date on the board. So whenever we came back from winter vacation, and I would see that the numbers on the year had changed, I would always wonder... "Woah, how did that happen?"
When I was about seven, I got a little confused about time zones. I was under the impression, from my particularly strange imagination, that it was to do with how often you had to put the clocks forward or backward an hour.
I live in Birmingham, in the UK, just west of the Grenwich meridian. I thought that people living on the Grenwich meridian didn't have to put their clocks forward or backward an hour at all, people living where I did had to alter their clocks twice a year, and people living on the other side of the world had to change theirs several hours forward or backward every day.
I still don't know how this worked.
I read in a magazine that germs and bacteria from the toilet could spray up to 20 feet. So after that, whenever I used the toilet, I would wash my hands before I flushed and I would hold my breath and run! Now I just close the toilet lid.
I used to think that if you drove backwards around the world fast enough, you could go back in time.
For some reason I never connected the months of the year with calendars, so when I was around 5 or 6 I thought that everyone could automatically tell when one month was up and another had begun. I would think to myself "wow this month passed quick" practically every week.
Thinking about it I probably heard this a lot from stressed adults (with bills to pay every month) and just figured whenever they said it, that was another month gone.
If I was incharge of time you would all be 104 years old by now!
I used to believe that I had to save my life, like a game, every day or so at pleasurable points, like eating custard or watching my favourite show. This was so that when I die, I can rewind to this point and enjoy the experience once more.
When I was about 3 or 4, I didn't know what "yesterday" meant. She when I asked my dad, he said "Tuesday." So, naturally, I thought yesterday was another term for Tuesday.
Later, when my mom told me we were going to the zoo on Tuesday, I got in a heated arguement with her if we were going to go on Tuesday or yesterday.
I didn't quite grasp the concept of time zones, and thought that Chinese kids went to school at night.
I was told that in Australia the day's are different, they go from Wednesday, Saturday, Tuesday, Thursday, Monday, Sunday, Friday. Very funny granddad.
When I was really little I used to believ that there were 100 Seconds in every minute, and 100 minutes in every hour...that is until I went to 3rd grade...
I used to believe that I was going to school at "night" because where I live in the winter time, the sun doesn't rise until later in the morning.
When I was in Kindergarten, and it was 1997, I thought it had always been 1997, and always would be 1997.
no one really explain to me the concept of time, so from about 4-6 i thought that one day was a year
I used to think the whole world had a common time, and everyone's watch was set the same. The sun was so bright, it illuminated the whole world, and it was only nighttime when the moon covered the sun. When I asked my dad if people on the other side of the world went to bed at 10 in the morning, he explained everything.
I used to believe that everything that happened in the world was carefully planned!
I remember how disappointed I was that day I suddenly realised that what happened in the world wasn't as planned and organised as I thought!
Lost my innocense all right...