ten random beliefs
When I was a kid, for some reason, my evil Satan's child brother took it upon himself to teach me my colors. Red was red - apples were red, and so on and so forth. However, he told me that "green" was orange and "orange" was green (and I never quite figured out why oranges weren't called greens.) In first grade, my teacher asked us to do a color-by-numbers picture, and kept me in at recess because I'd done it wrong. Finally, she figured it out and said, "Betty... Can you get me a green crayon?" I still to this day confuse green and orange.
when i was little i went to a museum and saw a whole thing about rocks and gold and stuff, and someone said that over time the rocks get bigger underground. when i went home i took all of my mom's gold jewelry and buried it in a flower pot to make more gold.
When I has a heavy cold, my mum told me that the stuff I was blowing out my nose was called "cattarh". Somehow I got this confused with "guitar" and was convinced I had one inside me that was trying to get out.
When my parents were out and my Sister looked after me, she used to make up a drink from jelly cubes. I used to love this but after I had drunk it she said if I stopped moving it would set in my stomach as a big jelly...so I would keep jiggling about for about an hour.
I used to believe that "elbow grease" was a tough kind of grease that you smeared on your elbow to get tough stains out.
iv no idea where this believe came from but as long as i can remmeber i was convinced that baboons ate through their bottoms! im 20 now and only realised this wasnt true a few months ago when i said in a (rather random) conversation about baboons in front of my entire family " i think its weird how they feed through their bums" and they couldnt stop laughing
When I was about 5 I used to bite my nails, my dad said that if I didn't stop I would get hookworm - one day I would be walking down the street and the hookworm would fall out my bum & hook me to the sidewalk & I'd have to stay there until someone saved me & everyone would know that I was a dirty little girl.
Stopped me from biting my nails in record time.
when i was in second grade, i used to believe that adults had a slower pulse than kids. so i took my pulse, decided that it was really slow, and reasoned that i was secretly an adult in a child's body. then i would take the pulse of other kids at school, and if theirs was as slow as mine, i would tell them how they were secretly adults, just like me. most kids i told this to were fascinated. we had a little club going for a while.
When I lived in Korea, and my family was about to move to the States a friend of mine told me that people in the States ate weird things and one of the things they ate was monkey meat. Since I was born in the year of the monkey, I was afraid that they would try to eat me, and I tried to keep my family from moving to the States.
When I was young and saw an orchestra playing I used to believe the conductor was waving a magic wand and making the instruments play by themselves.