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One day at the super market, my older brother pulled down my pants. When I asked him why, he said it was because I bugged him. So on my first day of school, the teacher was telling us about something I already knew. So I walked up to the front of the class and pulled down her skirt.
in my lower grades at school, i used to be appalled when i saw the word "sex" on my test papers. in the blank beside it, i would write "NO" and then continue on to circle the "m" for "mail" since my family didn't own a "fax machine" and this was my best guess at what was being asked of me. it wasn't until high school that a teacher told me "f" stood for female.. whoops!
My mother enrolled me in pre-school at the university where she was pursuing a degree. My first day there, we were told to expect a fire drill. I had never heard this phrase, and when the loud siren went off, I fell to the floor and started to scream bloody murder. They had to carry me outside. I thought a fire drill was a drill that would come and set us all on fire.
when i was in elementary school, i belived that when you were in college all the taught you was to count really high and make sure you knew your abc's forwards and backwards.
In 1st grade the teacher told us on our first day that we could get detention for misbehaving, and I was terrified of having it happen to me. I thought detention meant you weren't allowed to go home that day and you had to stay at school all night copying lines onto the chalkboard until class started again the next morning. One day I finally did get detention - I was whistling during class and didn't admit to it when the teacher asked who was whistling; but a girl one desk over told on me. My impending detention was the only thing I could think about for the rest of class. Needless to say, I was VERY surprised and underwhelmed when the teacher told me, 5 minutes after everyone had left, that my detention was over and that I could go home.
I went to "private" catholic school as a kid, but I had friends that went to "public" schools, so when I saw signs that said "not open to the public" or "private", I figured I was allowed in there. Unfortunately for hilarity's sake, I never tested my theory.
It's not my belief but I'm told about my older brother's first day at school. At lunch break he came home, sat down and said "Well, that's that done!". He actually believed that that was it and his education was over. Arr--bless.
When I was little my first grade teacher told me to add a check next to certain things we agreed with on a hand out. She neglected to add the word "mark" next to check, and the only check I knew of was the one my mom used to buy things with. So I proceded to draw out what a check looked like until I looked around to see why I was taking so long.
When I was a freshman in high school, I remember when my phys. ed. class was learning volleyball. My phys. ed. teacher taught us about a "forearm pass" and I thought he said "four-arm pass." Sometimes when he told us to do a "forearm pass", I got confused and thought, "How can you do a four-arm pass if we only have two arms?! I'm not Goro (from Mortal Kombat)! It took me some time to realize what my teacher was really saying.
A long time ago, my brother heard from a friend that if you pull the fire alarm at school, black ink squirts out and marks you, so that they know who pulled it. I made a fool out of myself in school, because apparently it's not true. XD I can't believe I believed it until 17!
My mother was once called to see the head teacher at my school (when I was 5) as I had been telling the other kids that the liver we were being served for lunch was actually dinosaur meat. One kid had gone home and told his mother that they had eaten this for lunch, and she complained.
When I was in kindergarten, up until around first or second grade, I used to believe that if I stuck my finger into the pencil sharpener and turned the handle, that it would sharpen my finger and I would have my own pencil attached to my hand. Luckily the holes were a bit small for my finger..... :-\
I thought that a "fire drill" at school was an actual drill that came out of the ground and caused fires! I was terrified and had nightmares about this until we actually had a fire drill.
When I was in 3rd grade, some of the older kids gave us advice and warnings about what to expect with our new teacher. She was a little picky wouldn't let us in the very front of the room so the older kids told us that she had an invisible fence surrounding that area and if we walked through it, we'd get electrocuted. For the first half of the school year I was puzzled as to how we weren't zapped everytime we had to write on or clean the chalkboard.
I was so gullible...
When I was little, I used to think you had to go to a school that taught you where all the places in the city were. Like you would never know how to get to Target or Toys R' Us unless you took this class...What?!???
In Kindergarten a girl had stopped coming to school and we later learned that she had moved. I didn't know that "moved" meant "moved to a different house", so I thought that if I sat still for a very long time and then suddenly moved my body really fast it would mean that I didn't have to go to school anymore.
When I was in gym class at school I always thought they told us to stand "shoulder with the part" and I remember thinking "what does that even mean?" and just looked at what everyone else was doing to figure it out. I was much much much older when I had the epiphany that it's shoulder WIDTH apart, which makes perfect sense.
i used to believe that if i was good at school, i had a chance of becoming the queen????
When I was in kindergarten, I kept hearing strange noises coming out of the music portable. Since it sounded like stomping and trumpeting, I thought there were elephants in there. (It was really the 5th graders doing band practice.)
I used to think when you were in High School gym class and you had to change your clothes, you went inside the locker and closed it, then changed your clothes so no one saw you in your underwear.
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