transport: trains

A friend of mine and I (around 3rd grade) were looking at a globe and pointing out various places like the United States, the oceans, etc. She then told me that the thick line running around the middle of the globe was the railroad track. It floated over the oceans and allowed people to get to wherever they needed to go!

one time i saw a movie where this guy jumped out of a train and didnt get a scratch well ever since then until i was 8 i wanted to jump off a train too so one time i was on a train and i literally tried to jump off...luckily the doors to the outside were locked

I used to believe that trains had no brakes or anything, so they couldn't stop. I don't know how people got on and off the trains, but they just went by fast so I figured they couldn't stop.

I live in house just opposite to turn-out for streetcars. As a very little child, looking through the window at two railways, I was sure there are THREE tracks for streetcars - the middle was for me between two real tracks. I argued with my grandma all the time how many tracks there were, and I understood grandmother was right when had realized the streetcar driving "middle" track should have stopped when two real tracks come together.

we have a local railway network where we live,bombay(India). i once asked my uncle if our station was India and the next station the next country (Pakistan) and so on...

When I was young I liked those flattened penies. So I would put pennies on the railroad tracks and let the trains flatten them, but one time my mom caught me doing this and see told me that if I did that I might derail a train. It scared me so much that I never put a pennie on a track again.

As a kid I was often taken to the train station to watch the trains come and go. I observed how the switchmen operated the switches to send trains down one track or another. In this case, they pulled up a lever to change a switch, and the lever seemed to block the "wrong" track, that is the one the train wasn't supposed to go proceed on. I got the idea that that was how the switches worked, blocking the wrong track, so if a train started down the wrong track, it would hit the lever, bounce back, repeatedly if necessary, until it happened to go down the right track, the one not blocked by any lever.

When I was 5, we lived in the country for a year. There was a rail line that passed right near the bottom of our vegetable garden; I could see the trains from my bedroom window. I would stay up all night watching them. At the end of the year we moved to Winnipeg, and I just assumed that there would be a train through our backyard there, too. I was crushed when there wasn't.

When I first heard of the Underground Railroad I thought it was like a subway passage but a normal train went through it, and while the trains were going through african americans and the Underground Railroad helpers would just be down there selling clean clothes and food to African Americans. I thought that the "rail road" just lead straight to the northern states

I thought that Left Luggage at a railway station was on the left hand side and I never figured why there was no right luggage. I finally twigged when I heard the expression when I was in my twenties!

When I was little, my family and I took a trip into New York City. We went via subway, and spent the entire day underground, without coming up to the surface. After returning home, I was feverishly wondering: "What's on top of New York City?"

My sister told me that when riding a train if I heard a noise that sounded like a the train's horn it was in fact a creature called a 'Beebarp' getting run over. 'Beebarps' apparently ate children and kept their left over toe nails on necklaces.

I saw a shop called "London Underground" in Shrewsbury, and I assumed that it was actually a London Underground station! (I was born in London, so I had travelled on the tube before)

I used to think that train drivers actually steered, and that it was incredibly hard to keep the wheels of the train exactly on top of those narrow tracks.

I was crazy about trains, but this huge responsability made me not want to be a train driver.

When I was 3, I went on a trip with my father that involved going on a commuter train. I was the only child on the train that I could see, and I was terrified that the conductor would come and throw me out because this was obviously a grown-up train.

My friend lived not very far from railway line. During the 'hussle and busstle' of a normal day the trains were not noticed butwith the quiet of the evening and night, the express trains would pass by with the usual train type sounds.... she thought the sound was the moon passing over the house!