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When I was about 3 years my mother would say" we have to get you new clothes" they have become small. I would wonder at my mother's cleverness as to how exactly she knew when the clothes became small.
I also would think my clothes were smart enough to know when to become small.
It took me 3-4 years to realise that clothes did not become small , I grew Up and I was wonderstuck !!
I used to believe when people got really heavy they would just blow up and all the food would just explode out of them and you'd just start over a skinny person!!
When I was around 5 my Mom was going to take me sledding, and since it was pretty windy out she tied a bandana around my nose and mouth to keep warm. I freaked out, I thought I looked liek a bandit and that I would be arrested If I went out with a bandana around my mouth. I also refused to let my mom wear her ski mask for the same reason...
When I was young I used to think all men with mustaches were bad.
I used to believe that cheerleaders had to cut off their hands and surgically attached pom-poms to their arms.
My Uncle told me that if I put my right shoe on first the other would always be left. I took that literally and always put my right shoe on first. When I got older and realized the joke; I could not break this habit, no matter how hard I tried. As an adult I tried for quite some time and did succeed in being able to put either shoe on first.
In first grade my friend had on a sweatshirt that had the "guess" logo on it. I had no idea what her shirt said, so I asked her, and her reply was "guess." As you can imagine, I kept asking and was frusterated when she kept telling me to guess. It took me awhile to figure out that the shirt actually said guess on it, and she had told me right away.
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 :) )
I used to think gender was determined by the length of your hair. Boys had short hair, and girls had long hair. I didn't know the real way to determine it. Anyways, I always thought Hanson were three girls, not boys.
I used to belief that the Muslim women who wore their garment wore it because they were bald.
I could never understand how grown ups could tell if your shoes were on the right feet or not.. My mom always looked at the bottom of my shoes and I remember wondering what she was looking for. I thought there were some special words I couldn't see on the bottom of all my shoes...
Growing up, we were taught about Adam and Eve. I just assumed that Adam was black, and Eve was white. When they had a baby, it was Hispanic (at the time, I guess that seemed closest to grey). Then, if a Hispanic person had a baby with an white person, the baby would be Asian. Or, if a Hispanic person and a black person had a child, it was Indian. I had all the races all worked out.
When I was little, I thought that ALL teenage boy wore big black sweatshirts and were fat. I didn't know any teenage boy like that when I was that young. I didn't even know any teenage boys. I have no idea what led me to believe this.
I used to think that if a white person and a black person has a baby it would be mexican.
When i was about 3 i would play hide and seek with my brother and his friends, i believed that if i closed my eyes, i could not see anyone and so therefore they could not see me!
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
I used to believe that the difference between boys and girls is that boys have eyebrows, and girls have eyelashes. (Must have been those mascara comercials.)
When I was 5 my older sister told me that I used to be bigger than her, but they put me through the wash and I shrunk. Of course, I believed her... it made sense at the time...
I used to think only boys could have short hair. The first day of first grade I saw this kid with short hair going in the girl's bathroom and said 'hey, you can't go in there' thinking it was a boy. I felt DUMB. Of course it was a girl, and weird thing is, she ended up becoming my first best friend.
when i was a child and someone made me really angry or frustrated i would take these black sun glasses that my grandmother bought me and place them tightly over my eyes and through my strawberry blonde curls. And at that exact moment i believed that no one.no one! could see me or do anything to me. I was hidden and invisible. why did the world have to prove otherwise? Sometimes, even though i know i am seen, i can put on my sunglasses let my memories drift back to the old days(though i was born in the eighties) and know that there is some kind of barrier between me the shades and you. Thanks Gramma=) love -kat
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