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When I was younger, I used think that whenever I traveled out of the country in an airplane, the place I was going to was in the sky.
When I was about 3 or 4, I used to belive that the steam coming from the back of an airplaine was the airplaine farting
When I first traveled in an airplane at about five years, it seemed to take forever to take off once we had taxied to the runway. I was sure the long wait was because the pilot had to wind up the rubber bands that would run the propellers much like the toy wooden planes we would put together. . Thinking that made me more patient. After all, I didn't want the rubber band to be played out before we were back on the ground.
For most of my early years I believed I was dropped from a plane by gypsies because my parents told me so. One day, I must have been about 7 I happened to look up at a passing plane when it hit me. What were gypsies doing in planes? This was my justification for questioning my parents about this. Apparently they had forgotten they had told me this and burst out laughing that I still believed something they had told me so long ago.
I used to believe that when we would fly somewhere there was a separate plane for our luggage. A smaller plane that would fly behind the people plane. Then, it explained why the luggage would take soooo long and why it would get lost sometimes.
I used to go to the airport and watch the planes take off and land with my father. I asked why the planes always had red flashing lights on top of them when they were taking off. He told me those were the airplanes that checked your speed from the air like the signs would say on the highways and the flashing red light meant they going after someone they caught speeding.
From when I was 9 years old my parents would send me to my grandparents home each summer. When I flew on the airplanes, I used to believe that there were miniature cities near airports with exact replicas of everything Ė houses, cars, people, stoplights, churches. I used to love to look out the window when I flew on planes so I could see the miniature cities. When I didnít see them, I was so disappointed and thought some airports didnít have them for some reason. It took several years until I realized that what I was seeing was actually the difference of perspective when you were up in the air far from the ground.
Both my brother and I (ages 4 and 5 at the time) were very disappointed when we landed in Florida at Disney World. Our parents asked what was wrong and we told them we thought Disney was in the clouds. Due to the fact that you had to take a plane to get there and all the Disney logos had the castle on clouds.
When I was little I used to beleive that whenever someone went to the toilet in an aeroplane, the flight attendants would push a button that opened where the poo went and it would go down onto earth.
When I was little, someone told me that you could tell when a plane was about to crash because the engine would grow louder and louder as the plane lost altitude. So whenever I would hear a low flying plane, I would race outside expecting to hear an explosion or see the plane hurtling to the ground nearby. To my relief, that never happened.
I used to believe that aeroplanes didn't move horizontally once airborne. They flew up and then waited for the Earth to turn around beneath them.
I used to believe airplanes were powered by magic carpets.
I live in Holland and my Aunt always lived in California, I knew you could only get there by plane so I thought that the USA was on the clouds.
I used to believe that if you waved your arms to a helicopter in the sky it would come and land. Why would I think that?
When I was a kid I always fell asleep b4 landing, so I thought that different states were in the clouds and thats why you had to fly in the air to get there.
I believed that airplanes went to warp speed when over clouds as the 3 times I was on an airplane it was cloudy and pink, they might be some kind of anomoly. I thought I was going to another plane of the earth, because we left our ground, over clouds, and came in at a different ground. What further reinforced this belief is that we always go on an airplane when the destination is really far away, and geologist were talking about "plates" and "fissures" and showed a map of them, I thought they pieced it together to show what it was like before they broke off.
when i was younger i used to think that i could jump out of a aeoroplane and not get hurt
Once, at night time, I saw the flashing lights from an aeroplane and I thought it was a UFO.
I used to believe that you could open the window while inside the airplane while it was traveling in the sky if it got too warm inside.
when i was a kid i used to believe that different states were up in the sky. to fly from new york to californa, you go really high up in the air...so california must in the sky, right? i remember looking up in the sky and saying to my mom "i don't see aunties house"