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When I was four or five, I got out of bed one night to join my mother and her friend downstairs. It was very late, so my mother and her friend convinced me that little boys who were awake after midnight turn into girls. Once I was back in bed, I had to keep checking that my privates were still there and my hair was still short. I had no clock in my room, so I was terrified that the stroke of midnight could come at any time and I would become a yucky girl.
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 about 5 years old I realized what 5 years meant. It confused me, so I asked a friend and she reassured me that we were each at least 100 years old.
I used to think "A.M." and "P.M." meant "After Midnight" and "Post Midday".
When I was very young and was sent to early (7pm, 8pm) I couldn't comprehend that I could sleep for a whole 12 hours. I presumed the clock went from 12 midnight straight to 8am skipping the hours in between.
I used to think that the faster a person fell asleep, the faster time went, so the faster they woke up. I shared a room with my brother, and he always fell asleep quickly, so it was my belief that he was thousands of days ahead of me in time, and i was back living in his past!
We all know that the initials B.C stand for Before Christ. However I always thought that A.D likewise meant After the Devil!!!
I remember it like it was yesterday: When I was in first grade, my teacher asked the class if anyone could explain what Veteran's Day was. I ever-so-smartly raised my hand and announced that "It's the holiday for all the cat and dog doctors." I couldn't understand why Mrs. Vestea and her assistant were laughing at me.
I was WICKEDLY SCARED when the year changed from 1983 to 1984 (I was 7 years old) because all I ever heard was that 1984 was supposed to be a BAD year.
When I was little, I used to think that there were only 4 minutes to the hour: Like, 3:00, 3:15, 3:30, and 3:45, and then it would be 4:00 and it would start over again. And I got kinda confused one time when I looked at the digital clock and it said 3:16 on it. I was thinking, "What's going on? Something's not right here..."
when i was in 1st grade my friend was in a different class than me. she told me one day that her teacher's birthday was on february 29th and that she only had a birthday every four years. we were determined to figure out how a nine or ten year old could look so old and be a teacher.
if someone told me to wait 5 mins i thought if i sounded out f-i-v-e m-i-n-u-t-e-s that would be 5 minutes gone.
When I was about 7, I went on holiday and met a scottish girl and we beca,e friends. She said she would ring me when we returned home and I gave her my number. A few days after I came home, she rung and we talked for a while. Foolishly, I thought Scotland and Ireland were that far apart that there was a time difference and asked her what time it was there. I was confused to see my brother and my dad waving their arms and mouthing 'NO' to me and I realised my mistake. So, after she replied 3:30, to save face I told her here in Ireland it was 3:35 and hung up. I never talked to her again!
I used to believe that the sun shone brighter on a Sunday! Sunday in all languages is named after the Sun!!!
From being 3 until about 7, every New Year's Eve a Great Uncle would tell me to go to the 'Turnpike' in town and I'd see a man sat there with as many noses as there were days left in the year; for years i thought there was a man with 365 noses and begged my mum and dad to take me to see him, until i was old enough to work out what he actually meant!
I used to believe that, rather than time zones, the time just changed gradually. So if it was 5:00 where you were, it might be 5:15 50km away.
Up until I was ten I believed that Yesterday was a day of the week
I used to believe that - because it was winter in Australia while it was summer in the UK - it was December in Australia while it was June in the UK...
My mom told me that when she was younger the whole world was black and white. I believed her until I was like ten. And going through her and my father's old pictures, I thought that the adding of color to the world was a gradual thing, because the pictures started with a little color then gradually became like today.
I used to think a day was 60 hours long, just like an hour is 60 minutes long and a minute is 60 seconds long. I thought we just slept through most of it.