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when i was little (ok, i take that back-until about 5th grade) i used to think that pimps were people who had a lot of pimples. i would hear people on TV say, "hey that's pimpin'!" and i thought they were insulting them and saying they had a lot of pimples.
I used to believe that when you put on a shoe, it didn't matter about if it was left or right, it just had to it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I was very young, I used to believe that one day I would grow a beak, feathers and wings so I would be able to fly. I used to pratise flying by jumping off the sofa!
I used to think that braces were decorations for your teeth and that they had to drill holes in your teeth to install them.
I'm a light skinned black person who went to predominantly white school. In gymnastics class one night, a friend's little sister asked if I was black or white. Before I could respond, my friend hit her little sister and confidenyly said, "neither silly, she's tan."
I used to believe that each sock had to go on a specific foot (like shoes). But I always had a hard time figuring out which sock belonged on which foot. I felt pretty embarassed to ask my mum for help, and when I finally asked her she started laughing. I thought this was because she thought I was stupid for not being able to tell which sock belonged on which foot. I was pretty confused.
when i played hide and seek when i was younger and hid behind something like a tree, i thoguht that if i closed my eyes and couldn't see them, then they couldn't see me
Let me just start off by saying when I was little, I was a weird kid. I was like 8, and I wanted all the boys to like me, even way older ones. For some reason(I still don't know why) I thought it was like super sexy to stick out my tounge. So every time we went somewhere and there were guys around, I would stick out my tounge (not too far out) and try my best to look at them in a really seductive way! It took me a long time to figure out why they looked back at me like I was a freaking pervert/weirdo! Imagine what those people were thinking!
When I was six, I asked for and received a Lighted Makeup Mirror. From the commercials that showed a woman seeing herself in the mirror at different times of day, I believed that I could look in the mirror and magically see myself dressed and made up for "Home" "Office" "Evening" and "DayTime". How disappointed was my six year old self to see that it was only the light that changed, not me!
I believed for several years that the purpose of socks was to make it easier to put on trousers. Your bare feet would rub up against the trouser legs and stick to them, necessitating more effort to get them all the way through. Socks would just slide past.
Ok to start off I'm Black but when I was lil' my pre-school teacher asks all of us to tell the class something special about ourselves. I was a fairly light baby at birth ALMOST could be confused as white. And my mom had showed me a pic of when I was lil and said that I really used to be really "light." So I sat there with a grin on my face waiting for my turn and it finally came to me. And I proudly with a huge grin and stated: My mom told me I used to be white but then I turned black. I still remember the look of amazement of all my classmates. The teacher later had a lil chat with my mom and she promptly straightened everything out...my bad.
My 4 year old daughter was outside wearing a new pair of jeans playing with her older brothers and sister. They were playing in the water so her pants got a bit wet. She pulled up one pant leg only to find that the dye had begun turning her leg blue. Her older siblings then convinced her she was turning into a Smurf. She came screaming into the house hysterical, crying "I don't wanta be a smurf I don't wanta be a smurf" Her siblings were rolling on the ground with laughter. It was pretty funny.
My brother is three years younger than me and when he was about 6 he told me that if you're taller than someone than you're older than them.He couldn't wait to be taller than me!(he still isn't lol :) )
my sister told me that in order to 'mature' as a girl, there was a store called the 'boobie swop shop' across the bridge that you would visit when it was 'time'.
I had this image of all of these boobs hanging on hangers, and of course you had your choice.
When I was a boy my dad told me that they were spaying (by plane) for Gipsy Moths and that I had to wear a paper bag over my head to walk to school. So my brother and I got two paper bags, cut two holes for the eyes and walked to school. HAHA, my dad rocks
my mum when she told me if i keep frowning and the wind changed my face was going to stay like that. So I used to get my sister to blow across my face to see if it was true..... It's not.
Whenever I used to fight with my brother and make faces at him my mum told me that my face would stay like that if the wind blew. From that day onwards, i would just ignore him if he ever started a fight on a windy day (or outside!)
My father has a lot of pimples on his neck and his back for he is out in the sunshine a lot. In Vietnamese we call pimples "fly spots", which means they look similar to a small fly. My father explains to me that because he doesn't wear a shirt very often, so flies have chances to put their little poos on his back when he is sleeping. That's why I always wear a shirt to cover my back. (I'm a girl anyway.)
When I was about 5-6 my dad came home from work looked at me & said I see you have been looking through the screen again. I did'nt know what he meant. Mom said I have freckles. So i thought you got freckles from looking through the screen door..
My mother used to tell us this rhyme: "Fat and Skinny were lying in the bed. Fat rolled over, and Skinyy was dead."
Because I was thin, this terrified me. When our cousins would sleep over, some would sleep on the floor, and some would sleep in the bed. I was always afraid to sleep when my cousins slept over because I knew for sure because they were bigger, that it was not safe.
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