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My father was a gunner on B-52's from my birth to age 25. At age 3 we lived in Guam, and for some reason I believed B-52's flew so they could drop cheese off at your house in your chimney or roof.
When I was little, I used to wave at the airplanes flying overhead during the day when I was outside - I believed that the people up there could see me and were probably waving back. I even believed this for a few years after taking a flight (and not seeing any little kids waving at me).
At night time, the plane lights were so mysterious to me (because I couldn't see the plane, just the lights) - I thought they were UFOs. I believed aliens were real because I saw a UFO a few times every hour while I was trying to go to sleep!
top belief!
When I would see ads for "non-stop" flights on TV, I thought that meant the planes did not stop anywhere once they took off. When you got over your stop, you had to parachute to the ground. I really didn't get why this was a such a great thing. I'd rather be on a plane that was going to stop before I had to get off!
I used to believe in the plane there were birds to make it fly
I used to think that planes would turn into little chairs that flew around, only holding one person at a time, but when I got on a plane for the first time, I was so scared that all of those people would be forced onto a little chair!
i used to believe that there were highways in the sky with robots and everything so that planes woldn't crash into one another
top belief!
As a kid I refused to get on a plane annoying my Mum and Dad. Eventually they asked me the problem. It was obvious to me - once the plane took off you got smaller - and I wanted to get bigger not smaller.
I didn't catch onto perspective until a few years later!
While on vicodine and a an overseas flight I was sitting next to a lady. I was in a lot of pain from a facial surgical procedure and I told her I was going to take a little nap. I was out like a light and when I awoke (4 hours later) she said she wished she had whatever it was that I was taking. Then she asked "do you see the moon out there"? I looked out the window and said "no, but I see some kind of light close to our plane". She asked where I saw the light and I pointed to it asking what or where it was coming from. She said she saw the light but didn't know what it was. I got up and took a closer look and asked if she were sure she didn't know what it was. She assurred me that she did not know. I panicked and called for the attendant. I said that there was an object flying very close to our plane and I wondered if it were a UFO. Other people started to get up and one person said "those are the landing gear lights on the wing of the plane"
Not my belief, but as a kid in pre-war New Guinea, aeroplanes were about the only way of getting around, so even the tribesmen were used to them, even if their silly white owners hadn't taught them to flap their wings properly like other birds, which they were naturally assumed to be. But as roads started to be built, and motor vehicles arrived, the locals were terrified. Anything that moved was obviously alive, and while aeroplanes had quite acceptable wings like birds, something that moved on the ground without legs must be very bad witchcraft indeed.
Even as a little kid in prewar New Guinea, we flew almost everywhere as there were no roads or other connections. Getting off the ground never worried me, but I couldn't work out how we landed, as my own landings off the high verandah at home were minor disasters, and planes were much higher. Then one day we were landing at the mining town of Wau, and I looked out the window to see we seemed to be running down a hill. That explained it - the pilot looked for a high hill, and just ran down the side of it! I was telling this story 40 years later to be told by my Uncle, who also lived in Wau that there actually was a hill at the end of Wau airstrip, and far from being a landing aid was a darn nuisance to pilots.
I used to believe up until the age of around 9 that when a plane took off there was a ramp at the end of the runway, and if it didn't go fast enough it'd just fall off the end of the runway and crash.
One time i saw a plane crossing the sky at night. it had five lights, four in a square an one in the middle. i thought it was a UFO!
a long time ago...
my dad always said that air planes were gaint birds that we would ride on. i would ask why dont they flap thier wings? and he would just say. thier wings are too heavy
When i was about 3 or something, I thought that an air plane would come park infront of your house like a car and you would go in it... i didn't know that there were air ports.. i remember waiting infront of the door saying wheres the airplane?? hahaha
I used to believe that after you went to the bathroom in an airplane, a hatch would open up in the bottom of the plane and dump the waste out into the air.
Someone told me that airplanes could crash into stars when I was younger and until this summer I believed that, and I'm 18!
i used to think that airplanes dropped every passenger off at his/her own house.. i was always excited to have everyone on board see my house.
4 years ago I traveled by plane with two of my sons alone, the kids were pretty worked up and to ensure that they will be calm during take off I planted a seed in their head. I said that to make the plane take off they have to push the button you can adjust your seat with as hard as they could until the plane is airborne. The oldest one is now more than 7 years old, but he is still pushing the botton believing that he makes the plane take off :o)
When I was little I used to belive that aeroplanes was moving really slow and that they could easily plumit to the ground because sometimes it came smoke out of the back of the plane. "I my mind planes are very fragile."
i used to beleive that when i was flying in an airplane i thought i would see a bunch of dead people on top of the clouds.
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