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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...
up until last year (2006) i had believed that the days got shorter some time in december, it is wasnt until my birthday last year that i realized that from that day forward the days got shorter, since my birthday is june 21--the longest day of the year, i was at that time 17
When I was a kid, I used to think that here in the U.S. it'd be for example 1995 and over across the seas (ex: Europe or U.K.) it'd be 1996. I later realized it's the same year all across the world. Thinking back I don't even know what put that silly thought in my head.
When seeing on TV shows that they would be on at "7, 8 central" (in regards to the time zones) I thought that the show would be at 7:30, since it was the center of 7 and 8.
I was told that time flies when you're having fun.So one day my family and I were going to be late to school, so I thought that if I was bored, time would pass slowly and we wouldn't be late.(I was 6 when I did this.)
When i was 2/3 i got confused between early and late cos i didn't know which meant early and which meant late so one time when i was going to school and we got there early i thaught we were late and i would get in trouble so i had a long and confusing conversation with my dad trying to work out which was which!
One time I heard my mom talking on the phone with my aunt. She was talking about how we were going to lose an hour (daylight savings). I thought that we were literally going to have one hour less in the day and that there would be one less hour every day from then on.
when i was young, i believed that there was a universal clock throughout the world that would chime at 12 midnight. my sis told me about it and i stayed up one night with her to listen to it. and i heard it!!! i was so amazed. i believed in it all the way till i was 10 years old, when my sis revealed to me the truth. that night, she sang the chime softly while i looked out of the window, straining to hear the chime of the world clock.
i thought that when the new year came around, it was the worlds birthday so we had to celebrate it otherwise the world wuold get a bad temper and destroy us so, a few days until New years eve i asked mum to make a big b-day cake and she always looked confused. this went on till i was 4
Before I understood the concept of telling time, I assumed that grown-ups somehow had the ability to know automatically what time it was at any given moment, like maybe they had hidden sensors or something in their bodies. This seemed only natural, as my parents were always able to tell me what time it was whenever I asked.
I used to believe that 'ten to' (ten minutes until a certain hour/fifty minutes past a certain hour) was actually 10:02 AM. I was surprised that when I asked someone what time it was, it was often '10:02' and never '10:03' or '10:04'.
I used to think that there were only two times it could be in an hour. For example if it was in the 4:00 hour it could only be 4:00 or 4:30.
my mom used to use the term 15 o' clock to describe a late time....well, my little sister thought it was a real time...there for one time, when i was playing my my best friend in the early morning before the school bus came...back when i was like 10, we were running a little late...so my little sister came running around the corner yelling at us to get ready because it was already 15 o'clock ...and she was as serious as can be.
I used to beleive 'good days' were when absolutely nothing went wrong and everything went perfectly. If one little thing didn't go my way, I considered it a 'bad day'. When I was six, I declared to my shocked parents I never had a good day in my entire life, every day was a bad day.
This passed year my 6 year old sister was completely shocked to find out fall startes on September 21st and not when the leaves begin to change colors and fall off the trees. In fact, it surprised her that all the seasons start on a certain date instead of a change in nautre.
do u know how the other day means 2 days ago well when i was younger thought the other day was yesterday
When I was about 4 I had a hard time figuring out how to relate to someone when something had happened the night before....So I would tell them it happened yesterday's night.
I knew that there was a leap year every four years, and I knew there was a presidential election every four years, so I assumed, not so unreasonably, that the election must be on February 29!
I believed that "suppertime" was a definite time at which everyone in the world simultaneously ate supper. When I was playing with some of my friends and some of them had to go home because it was suppertime, I ran home and scolded everyone: "Why aren't you having supper? It's suppertime!"