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When I was about 4 or 5 I thought you had to have your party on your birthday, and got confused when I'd been to a friend's party and was told it was her birthday a week later...
It wasn't until later in life that I found out that not everyone had a birthday bird who delivered the gifts to their home on their birthday.
Back in second grade, I remember the teacher asked us how old we were and most of the girls answered 6 years old or 7 years old. I sat back to think about what I would say. “Well,” I thought, “last year Mom said I should answer ‘aimaz’ if they ask my name and say ‘I am 5 years old’ if they ask for my age. Yes, I am still aimaz,” I glanced down at my small self, “I think I am still five.” I looked up and the teacher’s smile melted my six-and-a-half year old heart.
“Five years old,” I said with a voice that squeaked out from somewhere near my knees.
As a very young child (kindergarten-age or so), I believed that it took longer for my birthday to come around every year because it was in January--at the beginning of the year. In my mind, I had to wait for the WHOLE year for my birthday to roll around, whereas everyone else would, I guess, be having multiple birthdays. Ah, sweet innocence.
When I was six or eight I had just finished shopping with my mom and older brother. We were walking in the parking lot to our car, disscussing our astro signs. I, with my vast knowledge of astrology, knowing my sign, I proudly declared, "I'm a virgin!" ... It took me a year or so to find out why they were laughing so hard.
For a short time i used to think that people could choose when they wanted their birthdays....i thought this b/c i knew this boy who's birthday was like on the 15... but had his partyin the 12!
When I was a small child I believed that each birthday , I would have a different one on a different date on the next go around...weird huh?
i thought that everyone's birthday was the day after their acutal birthday ever since i went to a birthday party in preschool. My friend had his party a day before his birthday (which i wasn't aware of) and everyone told me that he was turning 5 tomorrow. For about the next 5 years i thought this same exact way...lol...
At around age 6 or 7, I asked my parents about leap year... They gave me some fake explanation, and then proceded to screw with my head by telling me all about "Leap Birthdays"... They told me that once in a person's life time, you get to take a leap-birthday. By doing so, you got twice as many gifts, but none the following year. They also noted that people usually save their leap-birthday for when they turned 16 or 18, in an effort to obtain a car. Keep in mind it was only a couple weeks away from *my* birthday.
About a week later, I approached them... "Mom, Dad, I've given it a lot of thought...and I've decided to take my leap birthday this year. There's a lot of gifts I want this year, so I think it'll work out."
My parents didn't stop laughing for quite some time...
My name is Brittany, when I was little i could sorta tell when my name looked like written, however being 4, I didnt know exactly how to spell it. When my biorthday rolled around I thought the cake said Happy Brittany Brittany.
My date of birth was July 6th; two days after America celebrates "Independence Day" on the fourth. Historically, my parents would combine the two holidays and celebrate them both on the fourth because my parents were off work on that day. Typically, we'd have the traditional Birthday Dinner & Cake and then attend a fireworks demonstration. When I was a child, I believed that they were sending up the fireworks just for me because it was my birthday! It was a real shocker when I matured and discovered that they weren't! But .... to this day, there isn't a fireworks display on the 4th of July that I'll miss. And, I'll allow myself to become completely ensconced in the experience and feel that wonder and awe that I did back then. I have always retained a bit of that childlike wonder within me, and it serves me well in life!
When i was about five years old i used to think that on every birthday you grow like 5 feet taller and when i was like 3 years old i thought that your birthday means your going to die and be born again
My grandma's birthday was on the 4th of July. She used to think that she was soo loved that everyone would celebrate her birthday with fireworks, parades, and parties.....during a history class at a young age and was proved otherwise
I used to believe that I could have my birthday whenever I felt like it. I still remember complaining to my mother that I wanted my birthday to happen sooner.
i used to think that on your birthday, you would not turn another year older until your birthday "party" started... so i was scared to not have parties
I used to believe that everybody had a separate date for their birthday and their birthday party. I would go around telling the neighbors " My birthday's march 7 and my party is march 9"
When I was turning 3 my Birthday party was actually the day before my real birthday but i thought that you turned older when you had your birthday party so all through the day i asked my dad "am i 3 yet?"
I used to believe that every year on your birthday fairies would come along and take your body and replace it with another one that was a year older.
I used to believe that there was a magical ingredient in birthday cakes that allowed you to age another year, and that's why you had to eat it.
I used to think that, on your birthday, you didn't actually turn a year older until you ate some birthday cake.
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