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I used to believe that little elves lived inside the traffic light things,and that they were the reason the color of the light changed.
I used to think in stoplights little people were in there changing the lights. I thought that untill about 11 years old then I said to my mom " Wow that person must be small to fit into thst little light ". LOL my mom STILL makes fun of me!!
When I was little I used to think that all traffic lights were controlled by little men living underground beneath them. I used to get upset and yell at them when they would give us a red light when we were late...
I used to believe that underneath the roads near traffic lights there were huge warehouses.
I thought traffic lights were worked the same way as ringing bells. Little elves lived underneath the roads and pulled the right coloured rope to change the traffic lights to a certain colour.
I thought I was going to grow up to be a traffic light elf!
When I was little, I used to believe that a mouse ran the traffic lights.
I used to think there was a little man, that lived inside each of the traffic lights in the world that opereated them
I used to believe that there were midgets inside traffic lights that changed the colors of the light.
I used to believe that there were tiny men in traffic lights that operate the lights.
When I was about 5 I thought little people hid inside stop-lights to turn them on and off. When I told my mom this, she looked at me like I was crazy then explained to me that it was on timers etc. I still didn't believe her for another year or two later.
I used to think that little men were inside the traffic lights so they could the colors!
traffic lights were controlled by people sitting underneath the light
Everytime I rode with my parents in their car as a kid, I'd always hate stopping at traffic lights; I used to believe that traffic lights were actually operated by little traffic gnomes who decided when the lights would change to red, green, or yellow based on whether the driver was good or bad, or whether or not they were in a particularly good mood. Waiting at a red light for a long while made me hate those gnomes quite a bit.
When I was little I always thought that the traffic lights were not going because of electricity, but because of little men living in them. The little men would see when no cars were coming and see how the other cars were waiting. So the little man who was in charge of the green light would tell the yellow one and the yellow one would tell the red one, and the red one would unstrew his lightbulb and the yellow one would screw in his yellow lightbulb and so forth.
But I'd always wondered how they got any sleep
When I was little I used to believe that traffic lights were controlled by mice in a metal box next to the intersection and that they would jump on a big button for whatever color was to be next.
i use to think that little mice lived in the stop lights and changed them when people would drive up
I used to believe that there were tiny blue monkeys in the traffic lights, and they turned the certain lights on when needed, and vice versa. I had an imagination....
As a little girl I used to believe that really tiny people controled the traffic lights. So when the light was red I would yell out the window asking the tiny people to turn the red lights green.
When I was little, I believed that there was a man in a big silver box changing the stoplights. For years I was thinking, COME ON DUDE WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOREVER!!!
Then when I finally asked one day
"hey mom, how do the stop and go lights change?" then I knew.
I used to believe that people lived inside of traffic light poles and it was their job to pull a lever that changed the color of the lights. I always wondered how a person could be so skinny to fit in there.
When i was little i thought Mice ran the stoplights and that they were inside the light watching us and laughing when we were stopped