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When I was a little kid, I was afraid of band-aids because I thought they would tear my skin off.
I used to belief that 'black people' were made of chocolate.
My Mother told me that if you get a Tatoo your skin will fall off.
When I was ten I had about a dozen warts on one of my arms and another one on my leg. Anyway, I can remember thinking that warts are caused when blowflies bite you. I also thought that the name of those tiny tumours which are caused by Human papillomavirus (HPV) was spelt 'worts'.
when i was maybe 12-13 i belived that if i picked a scab and put silly putty on the scab, i would turn the colour of the silly putty. i always wanted to be blue. so i did it one day, and taped silly putty to myself for at least a week. sadly i am not blue!
I use to beleve that people who where black, was people who had been in the sun to much,so they get sunburn. That was why they where black.
When I was a child, I saw a picture of a person covered in bugs on tv. For the longest time I believed our skin was made of millions of tiny little insects. It wasn't until my teen age years when I saw another show with a man covered in bees did I realize what I had sen as a youngster was probably something similiar. To this day though, I still get a nasty feeling when hair on my body bristles.
I used to believe that if I touched a black person the color would rub off on me.
For a cultural day of some sort, someone cut out silhouettes of people from different coloured papers. I understood the tan and white ones (some people were albino) but then there were bright yellow ones, blue, orange, green, and purple ones. I got scared for some reason that the purple and blue people in the world were gong to take and skin me because they want to be normal. I was always scraping my knees and getting blisters on my palms so that they wouldnt want my skin. And I don't even want my skin anymore, I'm so scarred up from those misled years.
I used to think that African Americans were made out of chocolate
When I was 3-4 yrs old i would stay in the bathroom for hours and wash my hands, i belived if iŽd wash them long enough they would shine like a silk glove..
I used to think "birthmarks" or "beauty marks" were just a polite term for cancer, and if I looked at someone with a birthmark, I would catch cancer and get very sick and die
I only know this because my parents told me, but when I was really tiny, I thought skin color was a result of cleanliness. We lived in an all-white town for some reason, and the first time I saw an African-American, I told my mother (loudly), "That lady's all dirty." My mother was not thrilled.
I believed that all people were cooked in an oven, by god, as babies. White people were cooked less than black people. I was about 4 and with my mom in a predominately black area when I said to her "god must have left him in the oven a really long time" after seeing a very dark skinned man. After some talking she figured out what my theory was and corrected me. Boy did she have a laugh!
I used to believe that kids with dark skin were just extra dirty and needed to be scrubbed better.
When I was little, I watched Reading Rainbow ALL THE TIME. I also lived a very sheltered life, our neighborhood being comprised entirely of retirement-aged white people. Since Lavar Burton was the only black person I'd really ever seen, I thought that all black people looked like him. I couldn't figure out how they were able to tell each other apart.
When I was a kid I believed that the black people were people who never took a bath...
when i was young i thot if u got a mole u would turn to 1. win i saw my mole on my shoulder i was terifyed.i got scared also because my hair was still growing from win i gotit cut, i thot it was xtra hair gowing!
i used to believe that if you drew a colour on your arm you would turn this colour over night, so i wrote my favoerite colour on my arm (PINK!)
and over night i had slept on my front and as i woke up i was very pink and sweaty! i had my dad explaining that you only got hot over night!!!
I have a light brown birthmark on the outside of my left calf. For years I was convinced that was where my mother spilled coffee on me when I was a baby.
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