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When I was about 3 or 4 I thought that your age was your grade in school. On my brothers birthday I thought I'd show off how smart I was and tell them what grade they were in. (I'm the youngest in my family) All my brother and sisters friends were there and they all laughed at me like I was an idiot. I was so embarrassed.
in my first year at school, secondary (england)aged about 11, all kids had to have a medical and in the medical the nurse would feel your testicals and ask you to cough, when speaking to the older kids they told me that the nurse would feel your testicals but if you gained an erection the nurse would hit it with a big wooden spoon, and the needle was hugh that she would use to give you your t.b injection. guess who was first on the list
In grades 1-2, I was homeschooled. I had never seen a public school before, and somehow got in my mind that a class room was a great big room with a stage and a spotlight, where the teacher taught from. The students sat in semi darkness and were somehow able to read and write in the dark without damaging their eyes. I never did attend pubic school, as I now go to a private school, and when I hear classroom, I still think of the same thing... and I'm in 6th grade.
When I was like 4 and in yr 1 we would have to tell our teacher what we were doing for lunch and give her our money to keep for us if we were buying it. However, there were children who didnt give her any money and got these little tokens which they got their lunch with. I was sooooo jealous of these kids as I thought it was like a secret group of which i desperatly wanted to be a part of. It wasn't until years later when this memory came back to me that i figured out that they were the children from poor families who couldn't afford to pay for lunch.
I was terrified to start kindergarten because I thought I had to know how to read, and I didn't know how, and I believed the teacher would be angry at me.
When I was waiting to be enrolled in playgroup, I was really worried - I thought I'd have to be rolled for a whole day! Especially worrying, as there was usually a huge puddle outside the sweetie shop - why was I so stupid?!
When I was 4 there was talk of me skipping kindergarten and going straight to first grade. I was terrified at the thought of being with the older kids primarily because I was positive that, since I was younger, everyone else would tower above me and I'd only come up to the middle of their shins. Those first-graders are mighty intimidating, I tell you what.
When I first started kindergarden.. my mom told me that the mom's waited in a room across the hall so that i wouldn't be scared of being left.
When I was atleast 5-7 years old,I decided that script or cursive writing was scribble scrabble because I couldn't understand it or read it,so I would tell my First grade teacher what script was,and we had a special writing log that we had to write and draw in every day,so I wrote that I wanted to learn how to write in script,and below it was a picture of scribble scrabble,now of course I could never translate my version or "script"
I used to believe that the room number for a class was to indicate what grade was in the room. E.g. Rm. 5 - Gr. 5. I stopped believing this when I got to middle school and was in room 212.
When I was little i went to a public school. It was in the middle of a neighbor hood. Even after i found out i went to a public school I thought a public school was in the middle of the countryside with big evergreens and a big black fence surronding it.
Until I was in middle school I thought that all the clocks in school stopped as soon as school got over and then starting telling time again when you went back in the morning.
i used to think that you had to have every teacher in your school, so like if u had 3 teachers in first grade you'd have to do it three times. i thought i was going to be in school forever!!
When I was in P.E in Grammar school we played a version on volley ball that I learned later was actually called "Bombadier " (sp?). I misunderstood what the teacher said and thought it was called "Mama Deer"-I couldn't figure out for years what mother deer had to do with a ball game.When someone finally figured out what I was saying they thought it was hilarious.I felt like an idiot.
When I was a kid I used to get really excited whenever I figured something out in school (like the three times table) and believed that I was the only one who had figured it out. Up to this point my belief was pretty harmless but I went on to believe that I had to hide my "discoveries" otherwise the teacher would take credit for them. I ended up taking a lot of remiedial class for a year.
The following is according to my parents.
When I was in kidergarten, I came home from school one day and told my parents that one of my friends told me that if I ate a lot of crackers, I would never have to go to the dentist. They said, "No, everyone has to go to the dentist." Then I responded with, "Oh yeah? Well, he's in FIRST GRADE! He should know!"
When I was younger I thought that only Guy's Could get a Bachelors Degree and that girls got Bachelorette degrees but never spoke about them. Then one day in class the teacher asked who was planning on getting their bachelors degree and I fought with the girls that raised their hands.
At my elementary school, grades 1 and 2 would eat lunch and go up to the playground after they were done, and then at a certain time grades 3 and 4 would all walk down the hall at once to get to the cafeteria for their lunch. When they came down the hall it looked like a stampede to me. I believed if you didn't get up to the playground in time you'd get swept up in the "flood" of kids and get carried away.
Once two of my friends and I were standing in the path of the "big kids." Anna and Ryan were fighting and didn't notice the big kids. So I yelled, "ANNA, RYAN, THE 3RD GRADERS!!" and ran as fast as I could up to the playground. I still remember the way I said it... hahaha!
During 1st year of elementary a boy hit me, so I complained to the teachers. They said his name was Peter - for half a year I used to believe that every bully's name was Peter.
I used to think that in highschool, you had no choice but to disect frogs in science.
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