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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.
i used to believe that if you put a penny on a train tracks that it would derail it
After seeing Thomas the Tank Engine, I believed that all the locomotives in the world had a face.
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!
when i was little i used to wonder how trains turned around!!!
I used to believe that trains were full of small horses inside. And those small horses' legs were responsible for the train movement.
I used to believe that the 'Flying Scotsman' was a guy in a beret and kilt zooming around the sky like a superhero - not just a boring old train. Sam aged 10.
Sam also used to believe that The Beetles were a group of animated cartoon insects that sang.
As a child, my mother lived near railroad tracks. She and her siblings would throw pebbles at the passing trains, trying to hit them. One time my mom was the only successful kid, and watched the train continue on it's way. Well, for some reason the train derailed on the corner down the tracks, spilling it's load of nickels everywhere. For years my mom believed she knocked that train over with her pebble.