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i used to think that a ruler would draw a perfectly horizontal on a piece of paper, no matter where u put it.i was always so impressed with people who could use a ruler because i wasnt so good at it.
I used to think that since there was a junior high school, there was, somwhere, a junior college. I thought this was pretty logical.
when i was in third grade, i brought home some difficult math homework and asked my (math-challenged) mom for help with it. after struggling with the "bonus" question at the end she got confused and started writing down letters, x and y. i got mad and protested that letters werent allowed in math. she told me it was algebra, which i figured was a speicial secret grownup code that gave them a short cut to difficult math problems. when i took algebra in high school, i was even more mystified by it.
In kindergarten, our teacher informed us that later in the week would be make-up picture day. (for making up class pictures if you were out the day earlier in the year) I took this to mean that students could dress up in clown makeup, wear a funny wig, and have their picture taken. I was excited, and told the teacher I had to take a 'make-up' picture. How disapointed was I when I couldn't paint my face and wear a big red nose.
When i was 5, i thought that school houses were really big coulored warehouses in the country. I was disappointed that on cross country day we didn't get to spend the night there with the other members of the house.
In grade school, I thought "Tardy" meat "Tidy." No matter how hard I scrubbed and primped, my report card never said I was "Times Tardy" more than 2 or 3 times. After I learned the right meaning, I decided not to waste anymore time on being neat!
When I was little I once asked my parents how to talk to the kids that were in the special education program at my school and my parents told me to just talk to them like I would talk to anybody else. When I was 8 I was suddenly given this battery of tests that none of my friends had to take and placed in a special class part of every day. Everybody treated me the same as they ever did and I became certain I must be retarded. It was the "gifted program" but I didn't believe anyone when they told me that, not for years.
When I took home the infant simulator that my child development class had me do for a project, I took it to a grocery store. A little girl saw it and asked me if my baby had plastic surgery!
I believed that after you finished primary school, you went straight back to playschool and started the whole procedure all over again until you were 20!!
When I was little and first went to school I didn't know yet that I needed glasses to see distances. So when the teacher would write on the board I thought the writing was invisible and that everyone else was able to memorize the things the teacher had written. I wondered why I couldn't remember everything and was too embarrassed to tell anyone.
When I was absent from school during a test, I had to do a "make-up test" and I always thought of this as a test where they see how well you can put on makeup. This was until I had my first "make-up test" in third grade!!!!!
a friend was convinced that his school was an asylum, and couldn't be convinced otherwise
I used to believe if you wern't Catholic, you were public.(there were Catholic schools and public schools. Made sense to me!
There was an encyclopedia at school caled "Blacks Children's Encyclopedia" and I thought only black kids were allowed use it. The fact that there weren't any black kids in our school did nothing to dispell this belief.
I use to belive that in college, you would have sex on a bed and be noted :D im serious.
when i was younger my brother told me this story about how there had been a huge plague in our school years ago and that all the kids had died and their ghosts were still in the school and they lived behind the huge grate in the wall in the playground and in the attic, i believed this so much that i recited the tale to all my friends and insisted it was true cos 'my brother says so'!!!!!
i was a pretty gulible kid tho, my brother also had me believe that two people had been murdered in our back lane (he had the proof of their identity cards which were scattered amongst other papers in the lane, obviously some1 had just lost their stuff somehow) and one day on the way to school he said he'd seen their bodies hidden under a blanket in a passing car, he made me believe the story so much i even believed i'd seen the bodies in the car myself!!!!
He got into a load of shit tho when i woke my parents up screaming cos i was so scared the ghosts were coming to get me!!!!
When I was in 5th grade we were taught about how Louis armstrong,edwin aldrin and buzz collins were the first people on the moon. The lesson clearly said that they found no traces of inhabitation on the moon but when they came back they came with many specimen. And I kept wondering that if there were no people in space how did they come back with these speci-men.
In my elementary school, we had tiled flooring. But there was this one faded spot where the tiles where a different color from all the rest. I remember believing that this was the grave of a child who had been murdered there long ago and had been burried underneath the floor. Especially because this discolored area was the same size as me! :( All my friends believed the myth too. So we'd always walk on the other side of the hallway!
When I was in 5th grade health, they taught us about AIDS. No other STDs, just AIDS. Why they bothered trying to explain something as complicated as AIDS to 5th graders, I have no idea. All it did was make us paranoid. They showed us a video that talked about how you should never do the blood-brothers thing, or EVER have unprotected sex, because if you did, you'd get AIDS. Yet, at the same time, they're telling us "You can drink from the same glass as someone with AIDS and you can touch them. But you can't touch their blood!"
They never explained the part where you have to share bodily fluids with someone who already has AIDS to contract it. So up until middle school, I thought that to contract AIDS, you just have to exchange blood with ANYONE, and that it would sorta have a "catalyst" effect, I guess. It took my parents to finally explain it thoroughly to me.
I used to have a terrible fear of fire drills because loud noises tended to startle me. On more than one occasion, I had overheard a staff member mention the words "fire drill", and soon after, one occurred. (Most likely they were talking about one they knew was planned later that day.) At one point, there happened to be a fire drill while I was looking at a book about them. Once, another student asked if there was going to be a fire drill, and a teacher said "there's no fire drill." I got scared anyway, and sure enough, later on the teacher was proven wrong. This made me not want to mention fire drills for fear of causing one.
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