aeroplanes
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When I was really quite young I was in the car with my dad driving along, when I saw a vapour trail in the sky. I asked dad what it was and I heard him say, " That's a paper trail, it comes from a plane." I imagined the people throwing paper out of the plane as it went along. When I was 15 I ended up having a debate with a boyfriend about what it was; I was 100% certain it was still called a "paper trail". How embarrassing...
I used to believe airplanes used to drop you off in your backyard when your trip was over. Airports didn't exist.
I used to believe that if you flush the toilet on an airplane, all the pee and poop got dumped into the sky and then in someone's backyard.
I used to think that aeroplanes were called "arrowplanes" because they were shaped like an arrow.
I used to believe (until very recently!), that in an airline safety demonstration when they said "the inflatable exit slides can also be used as floatation devices in the event of a water landing", that they helped keep the plane afloat!
When I was told that my parents would be returning from an overseas trip with delivery to the door. I thought that meant that the airplane would be landing on the street in front of our house to let them out in front of our house.
I used to believe that the "shark mouth" nose art painted on military planes was to scare enemy pilots away.
if heavy people went on a plane i thought that it would tip over.
i used to believe that when people went on planes, the plane would come to your front yard to pick you up. i never knew about airports.
For a LONG time I believed my grandparents lived on plane in the sky. Everytime a plane would fly overhead (I live in NY- between LaGuardia airport & JFK), I would tell all my friends to wave to my grandparents in the air. The reason why I believe this for so long was my grandparents came to visit from Italy and when it was time to leave we accompanied them to the aitport. At the time you were able to walk them up to the gate, where you could literally see the plane they were boarding through a window. My parents would wait until the plane left, befire we would leave. As the plane would leave, my parents would say wave to grandma and grandpa. Hence the reason why for SO long I believed they loved on a plane! I did not quit understand where exactly they lived, since I had never visited!
i used to believe that airplanes had special magic,cos anytime they fly high into the sky they always get smaller.
i always thought the passengers also shrink in size with the airplane when the plane is high in the sky.
I used to believe AIRPLANES flew becuase hundreds of bird were inside flapping their wings, and that made it go up.
My brother once told me that planes can only be piloted by skeletons, so until I was 6 or 7 whenever a plane flew over I imagined these skeletons looking down on me from the cockpit and I would take off running for cover.
When I was a kid I always fell asleep b4 landing, so I thought that different states were in the clouds and thats why you had to fly in the air to get there.
When i was a kid (about 5 years of age) i thought that the white lines that came from the back of the aeroplanes was the passengers spitting from the windows.
I still have no clue about why i though like that.
I used to believe that the different countries of the world were stacked upon eachother on layers of clouds, and when you flew you had to fly up through the clouds.
I used to believe that the attenae on the noses of fighter-jets were for piercing the fuel tanks of enemy planes.
When I was a kid I used to think that if you jumped up in a plane that the plane would carry on flying where as you would move backwards
on a clear day with a brilliant blue sky i asked my dad once why there was a scratch in the sky...i thought maybe god scratched the sky. he thought that was really sweet but explained to me that it was the contrail from an airplane. i must have been about 4 or 5.
sometimes i like to pretend that god scratched the sky.
I believed as a small child travelling on a plane that if you stood too close to the pan as the toilet flushed you would be sucked in and fall out of the hole for waste under the plane.
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