excursions
Show most recent or highest rated first.page 3 of 16
< 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 >
top belief!
The house I grew up in had an irrigation ditch behind it, and my parents (not wanting us to drown or otherwise be hurt) had done a very good job teaching my sister and I that we were never, ever to go beyond the fence onto the ditch bank without a grown-up with us. However, we carried it a bit too far and believed the "no kids on the ditch bank alone" rule was some kind of cosmic law, and if you broke it, you'd be struck dead on the spot. When the (poorly supervised and mean) kid who lived next door went on the ditch bank to play, we'd both watch over the fence to see him drop dead. As he was an extreme bully, we were rather disappointed when he didn't. Bet he's in prison now, tho.
When my mom was little and went in an elevator she believed that the lift didn't move it was everyone changing everything around before the doors opened!
top belief!
When I was young, my mom would always take us on a car ride which would pass oil fields and windmills. When we would ask what they were for, she told us, "oil pumps make the world go around, and the windmills send it in the right direction." We believed her for years.
I used to believe that if I didn't jump off the escalator in time I would be chopped up like mince.
top belief!
when i was little i was really smartmouthed, i still am really. my sister and my cousin would always tell me that my mom was going to take me to kids r us because they all the really bad kids in cages in the back of the store. when i was bad they would say "oh get ready moms taking you to kids r us!" and every time we passed that store i would scream and cry "dont take me there! no! ill be good i swear!" i was afraid to go to kids r us until i was 10.
top belief!
I only allowed to play in my street when I was a kid and some older kids from further down the road told me that if you left the street and turned left you got to Disneyland. One day they all went off to Disneyland AKA the play park around the corner and I wasn't allowed to go. For ages I thought that my mum was really mean for not letting me go to Disneyland.
top belief!
i used to believe that if you were driving forwards you were going north.
top belief!
When I was little we'd often drive past this "Adult Bookstore" in our town. I loved to read so I remember begging my parents to take me to that "bookstore." I couldn't understand why we couldn't go there!
I used to believe that plays were totally improv, and that people from random places around the room could just run on stage at any given time and take part.
The was a big salvation army donation box that was near the longos ner my house and it had a picture of a missing girl on it. So i used to believe that the little girl was trapped for eternity living in the box because she got separated from her parents and that we would drop off my old toys for her to play with.
well, when i was EXTREAMLY YOUNG (like in the early 1940's) my brother told me that if i stood by the coal truck long enough and get covered in soot, then i'd become a pice of coal.
------------------------------
I used to believe that walking around the local streets in a certain order would bring me out at the seaside which was 170 miles away. Never did find the correct order of turns, so I'd take a different routes so often that I'd get so lost in some alley somewhere, and have to explain this all to the police. So, now, here I am safe with my own special gown, in my own special room, being spoon fed 3 times a day by my own special friends.
I. M. Battz
I used to believe that walking around the local streets in a certain order would bring me out at the seaside which was 70 miles away. Never did find the correct order...
I went to Chuckee Cheeses when I was five with my mom and little sis and the man at the front stamped our hands. I asked why and mom explained we have to have the same stamp or we cant leave together. Well I was terrified of getting the wrong stamp and being left behind and I would cry so much when me and my sis got invited to parties there. I was sure we would never come home again.
When restaurants had a sign saying "Hostess will seat you", I thought we would get a twinkie. You know, like Hostess twinkies, ho hos and cupcakes. I was so dissapointed.
When I was a kid I used to think that the electrical switching station/power plant near our house was a big playground. I really wanted to swing around on all the cables. I didn't understand why we couldn't go through the gates and play in there.
We didn't go too many places that had elevators when I was a child, but one place that did was the local swimming pool (it was an olympic-size pool and there was a spectator area where people could sit to watch the competitions...you could use the elevator to get up there or you could climb up stairs from either the lobby or the pool deck area). I used to believe that the "do not use in case of fire" signs I saw near elevators meant people shouldn't ever use the elevators, "just in case" there was a fire in the building. Oddly enough, I never questioned why they put elevators in the building at all if they were that dangerous. I'd stand around and see other people using the elevator and feel self-righteous because I was "obeying the rules" and using the stairs.
When my grandmother was 8 or 9 she used to believe that fish lived in one of the houses she passed everyday.
When I was little and we'd drive home at night from a family member's house or supper, I always thought the moon was following our car.
when i was young. i always believed that the "no" was burnt out on the 'no vacancy' signs on hotels. i had always kept it a secret that i knew this. till one day on a trip in canmore i finally got tired of all these hotels not caring about there light system so i asked my dad "why are all the 'no's burnt out on the 'no vacancy' signs?" my mom and dad turned around in there seats and began to laugh histerically. once they calmed down they explained to me what vacancy met. it all came together.
I Used To Believe™ © 2002 - 2024 Mat Connolley, another Iteracy website. privacy policy