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Everybody in my family used to tell me that if I kept sucking my thumb, it would shrink and all that would be left is a tiny little nub. From that day on until I was about 10, I compared my thumbs every morning.
I was a devout thumbsucker for many years. Needless to say, my mother hated this and tried everything to get me to stop. When rubbing pepper and vinegar and all sorts of other nasty things on my thumb didn't work she resorted to telling me all sorts of horrible stories. Once she told me that if I didn't stop sucking my thumb I would grow up to have a horse face (big mouth and buck teeth). It scared me stiff, but I didn't stop sucking my thumb. I would just suck my thumb and cry about the ugly face I was bound to have. Finally my father broke down and told me that nothing like that would happen. Thanks Dad!
When I was little, my mom said: If you donīt stop sucking your thumb, I cut it off with my scissor. I donīt hear about that and next day she caught me sucking my thumb when I watched tv. Thumb out, she said, but I wonīt so she ran in the kitchen and came back with her scissor. She pulled my thumb out of my mouth and put it in the scissor. So I cried an said please donīt cut my thumb off. She removed the scissor. And so I stopped sucking my thumb
When I was little, I sucked my thumb. To get me to stop, my father showed me HIS thumbs, side by side, and said "See how this one's shorter? that's the thumb I sucked. If you don't want to have a short thumb, you'd better stop sucking it." I did, and both thumbs are now the same size.
I've used this on all three of my children, with great results. ROFL
My cousin had a problem with sucking her thumb. My Father told her that if she sucked her thumb for too long, that her face would turn inside out.
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY I USED TO BELIEVE THAT IF I DIDN'T SUCK MY THUMB THAT MY FAT SMELLY SISTER WOULD BITE IT OFF. THIS SOUNDS REALLY STUPID BUT I SUCKED MY THUMB UNTIL I WAS IN THE 10TH GRADE.
I sucked my thumb until first grade or so - a big part of what made me stop was that my Mom told me that, if I kept sucking my thumb, I would end up looking like Freddie Mercury. I was probably the only first grader who knew who Freddie Mercury was and I was petrified of looking like him.
When i was a young boy i sucked my thumb, my mom told me that she would put pepper on my thumb if i didn't stop. I didn't listen because she didn't do it. Then she told me I would have buck teeth, i stared in the mirror and i swore that i was getting buck teeth so i stopped.
In old west lore, Billy the Kid was called 'buck toothed'. I thought this was because he sucked his thumb.
In the early 60's, when I was a toddler, my mom tried in vain to get me to stop sucking my thumb. Eventually she must of gotten pretty desperate because she told me that if I kept it up, that I would turn black! Well I truly believe in "what goes around comes around" because some time after kicking the habit at about age 3, this came back around to my unsuspecting mom....I'm told that while standing in line at a store, I stood staring at another child about my age, who happened to be black, and said to my mom's horror: "ah ha! you've been sucking your thumb!" Thankfully, this fear tactic my mom thought to be innocent taught my mom a tough lesson, so from then on, all jokes aside, I was taught to honor the truth about all of the different cultures in our world!
when i was about 8 , my neighbor died. My mum told me that she was going too wash his body and then sprinkle some water on my hand so I oculd stop. Later she returned with a yellowish liqiud and quicly dipped my finger in. From that day on I never sucked my tumb ever agin. Now I know that it was a mix of water and yellow cake coloring.
My mother told me that if I kept sucking my thumb I would grow another one out the side of the first one.
i sucked my thumb till i was 10 years old. my family always told me that i would get bucked teeth from it. my brothers tried to hand cuff me so that i would stop. my teeth are fine!
I am the youngest of nine, and my older brothers got a great thrill out of telling me that the police were coming to arrest me for sucking my thumb. Any time we heard sirens they would reinforce this notion. I would run and hide in the closet for hours, but I didn't stop sucking my thumb. To this day I still get a little nervous when I hear sirens.
My uncle had lost his thumb in world war 2. We told my brother (a thumb-sucker until 13) that my uncle had sucked his thumb so much it just dropped off one day.
My friend told me that if you sucked your thumb, your skin would get all mushy and your thumb would fall off.
when i was very young i used to suck my thumb all the time. i was out with my mother at work when she noticed my thumb was a bit red and swollen from my constant sucking at it. She then told me if i continued to suck my thumb it would keep growing and growing until one day it would explode. i stopped sucking my thumb at that very moment.
My dad told me, when I was about 3 or 4, that if I sucked my thumb, a garden gnome would come in the night and cut it off. I was terrified of garden gnomes, positive that they came alive after dark. needless to say, i stopped sucking my thumb!
If you suck your thumb you get buck teeth and a speech defect
My cousin had a thumb-sucking complex which her parents found necessary to remove. The "blackened thumb" scared her, but not enough for her to stop. So at one point her father caught her in the act, grabbed her thumb and showed it to her that it was black. Scared straight. He had coated the palms of his hands in black oily substance, and when he grabbed her thumb he rubbed it on her...very clever and amusing.
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