traffic lights
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I used to believe that the traffic lights were all red yellow and green m & m's. They would all have walkie talkies up there and would tell eachother when to show their back to change the lights.
I used to say thank-you to all red lights when they changed to green. My parents let me believe this until I started taking driving lessons!
When I was five years old, my dad told me that green meant stop and red meant go, which messed up my perception of traffic lights for at least three years...
As a kid I used belived that when the Traffic lights turned Green, it meant "Go" for everyone. And so I would run like mad to cross the street darting between the cars. I also belived that the books and teachers were wrong in school, coz if it means "GO" for cars it means "GO" for everyone.
I realised how lucky I was in college when I saw my friends wait for the light to turn RED to cross!!
My dad told me that the government took his handprint as an outline for the red "stop" hand that came up when crossin the street. I'd always stop and tell my friends, "Look! That's my Dad's hand!"
When I was just 4, I used to accuse my Dad of going through red traffic lights, because even though the light was green for our side, I assumed that if you could still "see" the red light for the other side that still applied to you - and you shouldn't drive through it!
Age 5: I believed that traffic lights were inhabited by small babies. After all, adults couldn't fit in them, right? Inside the traffic signals were red, yellow, & green buttons for the babies to push. When we got stopped at a red light for a long time, it stood to reason that the baby in that light had fallen asleep. A few honking horns would awaken the baby, who would then push a green button. Weird, huh?
I could never understand how traffic lights made cars stop. I thought the red light was somehow transmitting a signal to the braking system.
when i was little thought that ants changed traffic lights from green to red and vice versa.
I used to believe if a sang a song at stoplights, they would turn green. It was the to the tune of the Power Rangers song. It went "Go go green light! Go go! Go go!
When i was younger my dad told me that if a red light seems to be taking a long time to press the garage door opener and it would make the light change... i believed him to cause every time her did it the light would change!
When I was a child I used to belive tha there was a man under the road working the traffic lights. I used to press the button harder and look more eager in case the man saw me and made the lights change quicker!
I thought it was someone's job to change traffic lights and that every intersection with a traffic light had an underground office where someone was watching traffic via a camera and pressing buttons to make the lights change.
When I was little, I used to believe that there was a little room for a man underneath every traffic light to turn on the red, yellow or green light.
When I was little my mom used to tell me that the traffic lights had computers in them. I would imagine little mice coming to work each morning to work these big computers. Kind of like the ones on Star Treck.
I use to believe that traffic lights were operated by like oompa-loompa people under the ground and there were cameras placed all around the intersection so thast when there was too many cars in a lane, they would switch the lights.
my Dad told me that it was against the law to stand at a pelican crossing with a digital watch, because if the alarm went off a blind person may step out into the road and be killed.
I thought when you click the button on a traffic light all the cars in the world shut off so you could cross the street!
I used to believe that there was only one light bulb for each direction in traffic lights and that little elevators were used to move the lights up and down to the red, yellow, and green windows.
When I was very young (3-4) I use to think there were little men/creatures/elves...whatever you want to call them...that lived in traffic lights and they were responsible for changing the colors. I can remember getting stuck at a really long red light and I was sitting in the backseat thinking..."Gosh, this guy is NOT doing his job! He must be asleep..." Silly me!
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