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i remember when i was around 5 my older sister who was 10 put glue on her hands and let it dry. i thought it was real dead skin and she told me it was. i got scared and went in my room and locked it then she told me her dead skin that came off was going to crawl under my door and attack me. i believed this.. i know weird! haha
that creases in clothes would pinch your skin
When I was about 5, I was living in Georgia. We were getting ready to move and some gentlemen from the moving company were helping pack everything up. Well my mom walked in on a conversation I was having with an employee. I was telling him that I couldn't wait to grow up so I could have dark black skin like his. I thought it was pretty.
I have a beauty mark on the back of my neck that zig zags about an inch long. My wom used to sew dolls and bears for me and I watched her. I thought my zig zag was the stitching God made after putting my "stuffing" in. I thought everyone had them. It was a long time before I realized what it was.
Growing up in Calgary, Canada, it was a rare occasion for me to see a coloured person. When I was quite young I saw a black man walking down the street. I remarked to my father that "he must be REALLY old!" when he asked why I would think that, I explained that people's skin must become darker as people age. It seemed perfectly logical at the time.
When I was in year 1 they told us that people came in different colours because god had made us all out of clay but had left some of us in the oven longer. HMMMMMMM not exactly P.C
Then when i went home and informed my mum of my new found wisdom she called and complained :)
when i was little i used to think jamaican and pakistani people was people made out of brown chocolate, and i was made out of white chocolate. this stemmed from kids at school calling me the milky bar kid.
When I was very young about 5 I pulled the plug on my sisters television while it was on. A blue electrical spark jumped from the outlet and I thought I turned blue! I was really scared cause I thought everyone knew what I had done cause now my skin was blue.
It was well known to us neighborhood kids, that eating crackers made the scabs, needed to stop cuts and scrapes from bleeding.
I have a wart on the end of my index finger, and have since I can remember. When I was little I would suck my first two fingers. My brother told me that I sucked that wart right out of my finger, and I believed it!
When i was in preschool I never wanted to wash my hands until one day I heard that if you dont wash your hands, worms will pop out of them and start squirming around.
when my coloured friends daughter was much younger, she used to think that she would turn completely white like most of her friends as she gets older. She used to say things like, "When I turn white I'm going to be a popstar." Bless her, she's older now and just looks back and laughs!
I thought black people's behinds were white-just like white people with a tan.
I'm white. I used to believe that since my freckles are the same color as my black friends, that freckles were proof positive that I had black ancestors. I was disappointed to find none in the recent family tree.
I used to think black people were black because their ancestors in Africa turned black because it was so hot there.
Once when I was little i got this big gash in my foot. Later I was picking the scab and I found a blood clot. Imagine my mother's scrprise when I frantically started sceaming that there were worms living in my foot!
On our way to church every sunday morning my grandmother and I would drive through a black neighborhood. One day I asked her when I would be able to play at that park because it looked really cool. She politely told me that the park was for the black people that lived in the town and because I wasn't black that I couldn't play there. (My grandmother was not a racist, nor am I, but back then that's how it was). I thought about it and then asked my grandma, "Well, when I grow up and am black THEN can I play in it?"
When I was young, every summer I would get very tanned and my hair would get blond streaks (normally med. brown) and I believed that if one summer I was out in the sun too much I would turn into an african-american with bleach blond hair.
I thought that any white person who went to a hot country, like Jamaica, would automatically turn into a black person.
i use 2 belave white ppl had white blood and black ppl had black blood ik it sounds raciest but im not raciest at all lol and this was when i was like 9 or 10.
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