When I was little I thought that you could jump into the TV or a picture in a book, like on Blue's Clues. So I got a running start at our TV and jumped at it. Of course I bounced off the thick glass screen and it hurt a lot. But the really stupid part is that I would do this over and over and go through this ritual with different TVs and books. I finally stopped when I broke my brother's atlas by jumping on it.

When I was a kid I asked my dad why the lines on the road were in dashes. He told me that it was so you could see if you were going too fast. If you looked down and the lines blurred together, you were going too fast. It was another four years before I realized that was false. My most satisfying piece of information from drivers ed was what the lines are really there for.

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When I was about 3 or 4 years old, I used to think everything we thought appeared above our heads in clouds like in comic strips. When my parents or grandparents asked me what was I thinking about, I answered ''Just look in my cloud !''.

When I was little, while riding in the car at night, I thought that there were two types of of cars... ones with red lights and ones with white lights. Our car was always a red light car and for some reason, I was jealous of all the white light cars.

Of course it was just that all I could see were red taillights in our lane, and the white headlights of the oncoming cars.

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My sister once told my mother to be careful not to drive on the side of the road (on the shoulder). When my mother asked why, my sister said, "That's how you get a flat tire."

She had seen so many cars with flat tires on the shoulder, that she assumed it was a dangerous place to drive.

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Celia attempts to figure out birthdays.

When I was a kid I had a strange idea on how birthdays work. Since I realized that I was turning 6 years old on the 6th September, I figured that my next birthday would be at the 7th September, since I'd turn 7 then.

I actually had the fear of turning over 30, since I wouldn't have any birthdays anymore.

Until I was about eight years old I thought that all the pipes in a house were connected - meaning that if you turned on the sink and someone flushed the toilet, the sewage would then come out of the sink.

I wouldn't take a bath or let my mom cook dinner unless I had the family's promise that they wouldn't go to the bathroom.

Rags from Illinois tells this tale of a confused birthday party:

My birthday is October 27th. When I was a child, my mom would have our extended family over for a party on my actual birthday and would then follow it up with a Halloween-themed party for my friends on October 31st. This led me to believe I had two birthdays - the 27th and the 31st.

When people asked me how I had two birthdays, I said, "My head came out on the 27th and my body came out on the 31st." And I totally believed that logical explanation.

When I was six there was a beautiful Asian woman who was on the news and I remember wanting to be just like her—despite the fact I had nearly all white blond hair and light green eyes. I decided that I would walk around holding my eyes back so they pulled up in the corner - just like hers. I'd go to bed holding my eyes land then when I'd wake up in the morning I'd be so angry because my hands weren't where they were supposed to be. Much to my six year old dismay, my goal was never achieved.

Tristan from Toronto tells this tale of Canadian traffic laws:

When I was younger, I was considerably more gullible than I am now.

While driving around with a friend one afternoon, I was told by him that a little-known law in Canada was that stop signs with white borders were optional. Having never actually stopped to really look at the borders on stop signs before, I believed him.

I started running stop signs that I now believed to be "optional." It was only after I was stopped by a police officer and laughed at that I realized my friend was pulling my leg.

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