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My 4 year old nephew kept asking me why his shadow follows him everywhere. I asked him to dance like the bear in Jungle book, shaking his butt real hard so he could shake the shadow off. Imagine his parents and me rolling on the ground laughing when he tried this real hard for 15 minutes!
I saw a small parade while shopping with my mother when I was about 5. Marching in the parade were a couple of Planters Peanut characters and I truly believed they were real beings like people only PEANUT people with long black arms and legs and bodies shaped like peanuts. They were people but a different species living in a different country. Every time I see a picture of a Planter Peanut 'person' it makes me laugh.
I used to think the height of your shadow is the height you would be when your older. LOL :)
i used to belive that if your shadow punched or kicked another shadow , the other shadow would get hurt... and so would the person with the shadow! i would spend ours beating up peoples shadow's so i could say, "my shadow did it!"
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.
When I was about 7 I was a tomboy and wanted to be a boy. Another little boy my age told me that he could change me into a boy. I believed him and we spent an hour preforming a ritual to make me into a real boy.
i used to believe that polishing your nails also consisted of painting your fingers.
When I was in elementary school, we had a lesson on how racism was wrong, and the teacher was telling us, "You should accept people whether their black, white, purple, or gold."
For the longest time I thought that there actually were purple and gold people, and I always wanted to meet one.
When I was three, my mom and my stepdad came to pick me up at daycare. Since I had met him, my stepdad had worn a beard, and so I was very surprised when my mom showed up with a guy with a shaved face.
"Where's Bobby?" I asked.
"He's right here," replied my mom.
I distinctly remember thinking that this guy must be named Bobby too, and that she must have misunderstood me.
"No," I explained, "the other Bobby."
I used to believe that animal fur apparel was made by brushing the animal, taking the loose hair from the brush, and threading each strand through a sheet of fabric to make it stick out.
i moved to a new town when i was little and most of the kids and teachers had brown hair brown eyes. i thought i had my blonde hair and green eyes because i wasnt from that town
When I was very young I asked my father what "mulatto" meant. He explained it was when a mixed racial couple had a child and the child turned out poka-dotted. For years I scanned crowds hoping to find a kid with spots, imagining them to look somewhat like a Jersey cow.
I used to believe that the Statue of Liberty was a statue of my Aunt Joan! Nobody ever told me this, I just thought it was a fact because they looked similar.
When my sister and I were little, my Mom told us that it was illegal to get your ears pierced before you were six years old. Every time we would see a baby or toddler with earrings in, we would freak out and think that they were going to go to jail.
I had just started school and I came home and told my mum that I wanted twigs in my hair like my new best friend who's name I couldn't remember. For days I went on about these twigs and mum hadn't a clue what I was on about until I pointed out my new best friend. Her name was Barita, she belonged to the only black family in my town and she had little plaites all over her head!
I was so smart when I was seven years old. I could sleep a few minutes later if I just put my school clothes on the night before, and slept in them. The bonus was I would do this no matter what I was wearing...dresses included.
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 was little, I was told that God made people of every color.....I was sure he used a big toaster.
I used to think that there were left and right socks, to go with left and right shoes. It took a long time for me to get dressed as I put the sock on one foot, then the other, trying to figure out which foot it was made for.
I used to think that people who had brown eyes saw everything with a brownish tint. Everytime I would see someone with brown eyes, it made me sad for the rest of the day.
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