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When I was little, I thought that if a child had a period of growing quickly, it was called a "growth sperm." Well, one of my friends came over to my house to play, and my mom mentioned to my friend that she has grown a lot since the last time she had seen her. So I blurted out, "YEAH, YOU'VE HAD A GROWTH SPERM!!!". Obviously, I later learned that it's called a growth SPURT, not sperm.
When I was very little, probably about 2 or 3 years old, I was sitting in my car seat fastening my seatbelt. I was proud that I was getting good at doing that. I thought to myself that once I'd mastered seatbelt-fastening, I just had to learn how to knit and how to do up buttons, and I'd know everything I needed to know in life!
I used to believe that my father stopped reading me stories because he grew too tall to fit in my room anymore.
i used to believe that my brother and I were going to switch places with my parents - that as we got bigger, they would get smaller. I was under 5, because my other brother had not been born yet - and it seemed to make sense. But I distinctly remember this belief - as it seems profound to me now - knowing that we do in a sense take care of our parents as they grow old...
My mom used to tell my sisters and i that we could be whatever we wanted to be when we grew up, therefor my little sister decided she wanted to be a tree!
I always thought (up until I turned twelve) Alzheimer's disease was Old Timer's disease, because only old people, or old timers, got it
When i was in about 2nd or third grade, my Mom would always tell me that when you turned 7, every parent cooks their child and eats them (wierd, i know)... so i remember sitting on the play ground at school, and looking at all the older kids (older than seven) and assuming they all ran away from home since their parents never cooked them... i started making my own escape plan, and really freaking out for when my birthday would come. then i turned seven, didnt get cooked, and im TOTALLY going to say that to my kids when im older.
When I was younger I wanted to be a bunny rabbit even though my sister told me that was impossible.
My uncle told me (and my cousin) that when you hit puberty your body changes gender. He was always telling us stories about "when he was a little girl..."
I used to believe people only got old if they were lazy.
My brother who is seven years younger than I believed that one day he would be older than I. It was a fun rib while it lasted.
I remember being upset at three years old thinking that my dad would keep growing, like kids did, and not be able to fit through the kitchen door.
When i was small i used to believe that i was always going to be small, never "grow up", and i believed i could spend all say playing with toy cars with my cousin.
I used to think that height was how you could tell how old grownups were, the taller ones were older. Using this logic the sweet short old lady next door was was younger that my friends tall mom.
I used to believe that grown women couldn't wear normal socks - that after a certain age, you had to wear nylons with everything.
I used to to believe that all adults went to bed at midnight.
I used to think boys grew up to be women, and girls to men. I was scared to death about giving birth. *whew*
when I was little I looked at my sister who was a few years older than me and thought: one day I will be older than you!
I explained this by the fact that on the roads, the small cars go faster than the big ones. I told everybody about this.
I used to believe that there eas a huge book with all the names and surnames of everyone of your city at the public library. At the left of the name there was a mark that was your signature. One day, when you were old enough to sign things your father had to take you to that book and you had to spend some time looking at your signature. I never thought it the signature was something you could simply make up!
When i was little i thought i was always going to be little and never grow up...so i never understood the whole idea of a birthday. I just thought my daddy would always work at Toys R Us and my mom would never home...i miss that.
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