ten random beliefs
I used to believe that when you went to the bathroom, more specifically when you were pooping, you had to do the belly roll at the same time. I was probably 8 years old when I realized these were actions that could be performed indepently of each other.
When I was about five, my parents told me that there was such thing as a trumpet lilly. They told me that this lilly, at 7 o'clock it would play the march of the valkyries (conveniently being my dads ring tone). So I asked them to put one in my room. Sure enough at 7 o'clock the march of the valkyries started playing. I woke up very excited thinking 100% that it was the lilly, my dad had just hidden his phone under my mattress and my mum called it at precisely 7 o'clock. I believed this until I was 11
I used to believe that only people who's first name was "doctor" could be a doctor. I was heavily disappointed with my mother for not naming me doctor.
I believed that when you shut your eyes tightly and shook your head really fast, you'd forget everything that was just told to you...As if you were shaking the memories off your brain before they stayed for too long and became permanant. For years I told my parents and all my friends every birthday and christmas present they were going to get from me, as long as they promised to shut their eyes and shake their heads after I told them.
When I was really little, I thought that maybe mountains and valleys were created by dinosaurs. I thought dinosaurs were big enough that, when they made a step, mud would squish out from under their feet and form the mountains; valleys were left where their footprints originally were.
My grandma got a cat when I was about 4-5 and I figured she must have picked it up off a shelf at the grocery store, like bread or cereal. It never occurred to me that I'd never seen cats and dogs on the shelves there, it just seemed natural.
i used to believe that my aunt robin drowned my dog muffin. my family lived in california and the fleas were so bad we sent muffin to live with my aunt in illiinois. when my mom told me muffin died i had dreams that my aunt tied a rock around her neck and threw her in the lake. it was actually a dog illness going around that killed her but my aunt still has the letter i wrote her at age 7 forgiving her for killing my dog.
I used to believe that fruits were actually a hybrid of the flower of the fruit tree and of the bees/wasps that pollinated them.
I believed this because I asked my dad, an avid gardener, how grapefruit grew on our tree. Right when I asked, a bee landed inside one of the flowers. My dad pointed out the bee and told me that the bee enters the flower, which causes the grapefruit to grow, but he left out the part about the bee leaving the flower. So being an imaginative 7-year old, I concluded that because the bee never left, that must mean that it became the fruit.
For years, before I bit into any fruit, I would say a little prayer for the bees that gave up their lives to become those yummy apples, pears, and oranges that I so enjoyed.
When I was 4 or 5, we took a family trip to North Carolina. As we were driving back, it was getting late and my mother mentioned that we were getting close to Pennsylvania. My father then said "Uh-oh, it's getting late! I hope it's not closed!" For the longest time after that I really believed that certain states closed at night, and everyone had to leave and come back in the morning.
I wonder if parents realize that kids take everything literally!
When I was little I expected every word had an abbreviated version i.e. hamburger to burger, etc. I made my parents drop to the floor laughing when I was 7, asking them "Don't only old people live in condoms?" I thought I was talking about condominiums.