When i was a child, i believed autopilot really worked like in the movie Airplane, that it was an inflatable dummy.
That adults had it figured out.
That average people actually care about anything but themselves.
That there is justice in the world.
That we have cables instead of veins inside.
That before I was born cars had the exhaust pipe on the front (in fact I used to draw cars that way).
At some point I also believed that we were born as monkeys and we evolved as we grew up.
Most humans have good ethics and beliefs. The more I grow, the more I’m disappointed in our society.
Pretty common belief among stupid 7-year-olds, I think; humans couldn’t see colour up to the mid-60s.
I believed this. You are the first person I’ve ever heard whose had this same belief.
That hiding candy (or other things people wanted) was a universal property of grandmothers.
English is not my first language, but I had heard the expression “search all nooks and crannies”, but thought the last word was grannies - cranny is an unusual word.
Now,my own grandmother was in the habit of hiding candy for us to find. I thought the expression existed because all grannies hid things. Search all nooks and grannies!
The ‘H’ signs to indicate a hospital was indicating there was a helicopter pad.
That cats and dogs were the same animal, the cats were the girls and the dogs were the boys
There’s a highway that formed a loop around the city where I grew up and we used it pretty regularly, but mostly only the western half (since we lived on the west side of town). My parents explained the concept to me that it had “belt” in its name because it circled around the city like a belt goes around a person. This idea intrigued me and I eventually asked my parents if someday we could drive all the way around it. My dad seemed kind of surprised but said we could sometime. I got excited and started planning for things we would need, like a tent and food, since it would obviously take a long time.
The highway’s only about 25 miles/40 kilometers long.
ahh the old 405
I remember my Dad teaching me about highway numbers back when I was a kid, so I know that the 4 means it’s part of a loop, being odd means it runs mostly N/S, and being a low number means it’s on the west side of the US.
The Dewey Decimal System is still a mystery to me, though…
I believe if the first digit is even in the 3 digit highway number, it connects, if it’s odd then it doesn’t. There’s a cool video about it by cgp grey and a whole Wikipedia on it
you got it; the 405 is the beltway around 3 big west coast cities; Seattle, Portland and LA.
That tv programming would pause when I turned the TV off.
My grandmother told me England was not part of the European continent. I got an answer wrong on a test because of that. She refused admit she was wrong even after I showed her in my text book.
England is not a part of the Eurasian continent nor a part of Continental Europe. It’s on the Isle of Great Britain, which is an island, not a continent. She refused to admit she was wrong because she was right and your textbook was wrong.
I ran up to my mom once, completely serious and said, “Mom! I know why all fat people are short. They use up all their skin!”
I felt like a genius until she laughed so hard she fell on the floor and peed a little.
I believed I was an adopted alien from outer space before I realised my face is like my father’s but prettier.
that my grandparents remembered middle ages or even the dinosaurs
When I was little, I thought that “cash back” meant that the clerk literally just handed you money out of the register if you wanted it.
I assumed that most people were honest and only took the cash if they needed it. I didn’t know that it came out of your checking account lol.
Premises:
- My family watches the news for [weather] and [ye local murder].
- My friend says: his dad says: “the news lies.”
- Parents are trustworthy, and cops can’t lie to the news.
Conclusion:
They lie about the WEATHER!?
They frequently do! Like when they report on catastrophic flooding by finding a stopped up drain and standing in it ankle deep and shouting about how awful it is as cars drive by behind them on the slightly wet roads.
