ten random beliefs
My sister told me that if I picked my nose there were snail creatures inside of it that would bite my fingers.
I wanted to dress up as a leopard for Halloween and my mom had made me a costume that zipped up the back. As my father was helping me to get dressed he told me a story about my brother dressing up like a dog for Halloween which I didn't understand because I was an only child. Then he pointed to our border collie Truman and told me that Truman used to be my brother but they couldn't find the zipper at the end of the night so he had become our dog. I was never so glad to get out of a costume in my entire life.
When I was little I was terrified of fire. Fire drills. Candles. Fireplaces. You name it. I was terrified. To alleviate my fears my parents told me that the only way our house could catch on fire was if someone poured gasoline on our house and lit it. Well my little ears heard "vaseline," so for years I had nightmares of people smearing vaseline on our house and lighting it on fire.
When I was young, I thought that when you turn the blinkers on in the car, it made the car turn.
When I was little I thought that pancakes were made out of penguins.
When I was 3, my brother told me there was a new kind of bee that looked just like dandelion seeds. It was late summer, and I had never experienced quite that level of terror before.
When I was little my first grade teacher told me to add a check next to certain things we agreed with on a hand out. She neglected to add the word "mark" next to check, and the only check I knew of was the one my mom used to buy things with. So I proceded to draw out what a check looked like until I looked around to see why I was taking so long.
I was firmly convinced I could fly - I even have strong memories of flying or floating down the stairs. I think I probably could and it was only when I was told I couldn't that I stopped being able to.
when i was a kid, my dad told me that there was two kinds of ice, tame ice and wild ice. The tame ice was the icecubes in the freezer, and the wild ice was the ice forming on lakes etc in the winter.
In Denmark (where I grew up) a calculator is called something that would translate back into "Pocket Calculator".
Because of this I often wondered as a child, how such a device could calculate the contents of my pockets.