ten random beliefs
I used to think that the bus I was on would tip over if I didnt go against the force of gravity. I never used to sit upstairs as I thought it was harder to balance myself when sitting up there.
This isn't technically UNDER my bed, but...for quite a few years, I believed that if I didn't have my arms under the bedcovers, the KGB would break into the house and cut my arms off. (Why the KGB? My family listened to lots of religious radio shows, and one of them was about little Soviet children and their families who were being persecuted for their faith. Thanks a lot.)
I used to think the conductor of the orchestra actually told the band what notes to play by waving the stick in a certain direction. I always wanted to stand up before an orchestra and wave the stick around to see what kind of music I could make!
i have no idea where this believe came from but as long as i can remember i believed that baboons ate through their bums! i didnt find out the truth until i was 20 and was at my parents house and there was something about baboons on tv, and i said "they eat through their bums dont they?" everyone just looked at me really strangely and laughed, they have never let me live it down!
i used to believe that there was a tiny creature in that box with the button you press to cross at the lights, and every time you pressed the button it gave him an electric shock.
therefore i believed that pressing it heaps of times made him hurry up and change the lights
When I was 5 or 6, my family would frequently have hot dogs for dinner. I loved hot dogs, but I hated the outer "skin" of the hot dogs, so I would refuse to eat them until one of my parents peeled the skin off of them.
One day, my father told me that little boys who didn't eat the skins of their hot dogs would never grow up to be the president. I'm not sure I really wanted to be the president, but I was certainly offended by the idea, so I asked him how they would ever know I didn't eat my hot dog skin.
"The White House has cameras everywhere."
"Yes they do." (pointing) "Look, there's one."
"You missed it. The president looks at the videos every evening and makes a list of who can't be the president because they didn't eat their hot dog skin. But if you start eating yours before you get too old, there's a good chance he'll take you off the list."
After that, I always ate the skin of my hot dogs.
when i was young i thought every animal had the ability to regenerate severed parts, it just depended how large the part actually was. i.e. a bear could grow back an ear, a human most certainly could not grow back a leg, but a turtle might, and if i had my own hand cut off, well- if i tried really hard, it might grow back.
When I was 4 I had the misconception that hair grew in water, which is why when I cut all my hair off and my mother wailed for my extraordinary explanation, I cheerfully replied, "don't worry mommy. It will grow back when I take a bath."
I used to believe that Marshmallows grew in nature.
I used to believe that when animals died they became camels in heaven. I think it came from all the sunday school lessons with the stick-on felt picture boards where they always had camels in the background.